<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:07:31.757-06:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Kinds of Awesome</title><subtitle type='html'>"See, the 12 stranded DNA theory is a pseudoscientific term used to qualify the DNA other than that of the Watson and Crick double helix spiral model of the early 50s. Bascially, it's an activation of junk DNA that seemingly evolves the soul to a transient existence and gives you hightened senses.

You, Chantal, are activated junk, displaying awesome-like qualities for each of your 2 'functional' DNA, and 10 'shadow' DNA.

Take that home. Chew on it."  --  Sugi</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-8857477666632156875</id><published>2007-05-22T20:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T20:36:23.284-06:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Kinds of Exhausted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jeez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUSY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been working non-stop at Ardenes.  I got a promotion last friday to be 3rd Key (assistant to the assistant manager) at the Circle Center location, and then today I got offerred the Assistant Manager position because a bunch of girls quit.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yay more money!!   Boo sore feet!   Ô.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ò&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm working 14 days straight (at least) because of the people who quit or have been sick,  but I get a few days off the weekend after this weekend, to go to Edmonton for a crazy stagette pub crawl for someone I do not know.  Booyah!  lol  It's gonna be insane! I'm excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Other than work I've been partying way too much.  Well lately it hasn't been so much partying as much as just hanging out, and going out every day with someone.  But I love my friends!!  So that's a-okay with me!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My parents are spending the majority of their time at the lake, so I they haven't been home very much.  (yay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Huzzah!!  Tomorrow is my only 3 hour shift. 6pm - 9pm.  I get to sleep in!!  =Þ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, I have no clean clothes or food in my house...  so I'm thinkin' I should go do something about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Come visit me at Center now!  No more Lawson for me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On Repeat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Say Anything - Marianas Trench&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Story - Brandi Carlile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Evil Angel - Breaking Benjamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Diary of Jane - Breaking Benjamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-8857477666632156875?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/8857477666632156875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=8857477666632156875' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/8857477666632156875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/8857477666632156875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/05/12-kinds-of-exhausted.html' title='12 Kinds of Exhausted'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-7100625121282711561</id><published>2007-04-28T13:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T13:37:06.901-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CELEBRATIONS!!</title><content type='html'>I'M DONE SCHOOL AND  I'M  SO  FRICKEN  PUMPED  CAUSE  I'M  AWESOME!! (12 kinds!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals went mreh.  lol &lt;br /&gt;Some where good, some were probably bad.  I don't know, cause I havn't got my marks back yet, I don't really care, cause OHH&lt;br /&gt;What a feelin'!  &lt;br /&gt; =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-7100625121282711561?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/7100625121282711561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=7100625121282711561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/7100625121282711561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/7100625121282711561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/04/celebrations.html' title='CELEBRATIONS!!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-2283570066290097099</id><published>2007-04-16T15:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T17:42:07.861-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Very Own Soundtrack</title><content type='html'>So, here's how it works:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)&lt;br /&gt;2. Put it on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;3. Press play&lt;br /&gt;4. For every question, type the song that's playing&lt;br /&gt;5. When you go to a new question, press the next button&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening Credits:  3 AM (Piano Acoustic) - Matchbox 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking Up:  No Heaven - DJ Champion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day of High School:  I Love This Bar - Toby Keith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in Love:  Nothing Like You &amp; I - The Perishers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight Song:  Me Out of Me - Alexz Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Up:  Bang the Doldrums - Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom:  Mambo Le - Elise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life:  Brat Pack - The Rocket Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental Breakdown:  It's Oh So Quiet - Bjork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving:  Moonlight Shadow - DJ Mystik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meditation:  Dazed &amp; Confused - Led Zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback:  Light of the Moon - Joel Plaskett Emergency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Back Together:  C'est La Vie - B*Witched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding:  It's the End of the World As We Know It - Great Big Sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth of Child:  Mama (Chicago Soundtrack) - Queen Latifah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Battle:  Out of Control - Chemical Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Scene:  Famous Last Words - My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral Song:  Bitch - Merideth Brooks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Credits:  Meaning - Gavin DeGraw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, and I didn't even lie! &lt;br /&gt;Bitch as the funeral song?  I hope that's not my funeral!!  hahaha&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not too sure if Mama is an appropriate song for the birth of a child, but it will do.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I Love This Bar for the first day of highschool is pretty awesome.  There's no denying that!&lt;br /&gt;Gettin' back together with B*Witched...  sure why not.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, everything looks like it works out pretty good!   Waking up to DJ Champion is a regular occurrance, so that's not so far off. &lt;br /&gt;...and yes...  I definitely meditate to Led Zeppelin. &lt;br /&gt;My personal favorite, though is the wedding one.  It's the End of the World.  Yes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-2283570066290097099?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/2283570066290097099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=2283570066290097099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/2283570066290097099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/2283570066290097099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-very-own-soundtrack.html' title='My Very Own Soundtrack'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-5112524994187357654</id><published>2007-04-03T16:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T16:20:17.155-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Names</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1.YOUR SPY NAME (middle name and current street name): Leanne Churchill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME (grandfather/mother on your dad's side and your favourite candy): Mildred Skittle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. YOUR RAP NAME (first initial of first name and first three or four letters of your last name): C Tutt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. YOUR GAMER TAG (a favourite colour, a favourite animal): Green Porpoise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME (middle name, and city you were born in): Leanne Saskatoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME (first three letters of your last name, last three letters of mother's maiden name, first three letters of your pet's name): Oenellbai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;7. JEDI NAME (middle name spelled backwards, your mom's maiden name spelled backwards): Ennael Llennoccm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;8. PORN STAR NAME (first pet's name, the street you grew up on):  Bailey Churchill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;9. SUPERHERO NAME: ("The", your favourite colour, and the automobile you drive): The Green Probe      &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...that's priceless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;10. YOUR ACTION HERO NAME (first name of the main character in the last film you watched, last food you ate): Jimmy Eggroll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-5112524994187357654?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/5112524994187357654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=5112524994187357654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/5112524994187357654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/5112524994187357654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/04/names.html' title='Names'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-3424140346390432886</id><published>2007-03-31T12:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:10:10.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/Rg6upIiytNI/AAAAAAAAANs/tshJByZN00U/s1600-h/2007_0330March310051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048164254020187346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/Rg6upIiytNI/AAAAAAAAANs/tshJByZN00U/s400/2007_0330March310051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep! I killed my hair once again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I went blue back all over, with pink underneath and a few chunks on top. And then there's purple from mixing the blue and pink.&lt;br /&gt;So there's petty much 5 colours in my hair right now.. Brown in a few places, black, dark blue, purple, and pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVES IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-3424140346390432886?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/3424140346390432886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=3424140346390432886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/3424140346390432886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/3424140346390432886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-hair.html' title='New Hair!!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/Rg6upIiytNI/AAAAAAAAANs/tshJByZN00U/s72-c/2007_0330March310051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-5769579566837223967</id><published>2007-03-22T05:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T05:54:17.539-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturated Enough For You?</title><content type='html'>So I have been painting for about 8 hours straight. Before that I worked for 3 hours at the store, and before that I painted for 4 hours. I painted for 8 hours yesterday. (I should be getting paid for this!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure I hate painting right now. Just let me check...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to get 2 paintings finished for tomorrow's class...which is technically today's class...&lt;br /&gt;One, I've been working on for weeks and I still feel it isn't done, the other I started this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Blech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell am I still awake? It's 5:30 in the am. On the bright! Except I don't see any brightness anywhere except the light emminating from my computer screen. I'm disgusted!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not tired...hmmm ok maybe my lack of sleep added with excessive staring at canvas for hours is catching up with me, (...plus that back pain medication I took a few hours ago...It has no affect - until I stand up. That shit's like 5 lemon drops in a row!) but I also know that if I go to bed right now, I will not be waking up until I've had at least 7 hours of sleep, but I have class at 9...and in order for that to happen I have to get up at 6:30ish. Therefore, I shall refrain from going to bed... but now I have nothing to do. Nay! I DO have something to do! Here, I turn to my lonely blog child and, thus, I bring this post to you, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...now that that's over... what now?&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna watch a movie. That sounds about right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, my poor neglected blog child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy will feed you again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOH! I finally saw Super Troopers!&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I would share meow.&lt;br /&gt;It was an important event in my life.&lt;br /&gt;You never forget a thing like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Goodbye meow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Repeat:&lt;br /&gt;Fall Out Boy - Thnks Fr Th Mmrs&lt;br /&gt;- Bang The Doldrums&lt;br /&gt;- Hum Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;The Fratellis - Flathead&lt;br /&gt;Bob Sinclair - Rock This Party&lt;br /&gt;and sadly,&lt;br /&gt;Avril Lavigne - I Don't Like Your Girlfriend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-5769579566837223967?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/5769579566837223967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=5769579566837223967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/5769579566837223967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/5769579566837223967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/03/saturated-enough-for-you.html' title='Saturated Enough For You?'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-876292964411179246</id><published>2007-03-07T22:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T22:50:21.392-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Underwear Chain Letter!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!  &lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to drop a line about my friend Caitlin's Art History project. &lt;br /&gt;It's called &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/underwear_chain/"&gt;The Great Underwear Chain Letter&lt;/a&gt;, and there's a link so you guys can check it out!&lt;br /&gt;She really needs people to participate and comment on her LiveJournal community so she can get her project done as awesomely as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's a snazzy idea, and incredibly creative, so help her out and let her know what you think!  And if you want to participate, I'm sure she would absotively love you for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huzzah for underpants!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-876292964411179246?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/876292964411179246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=876292964411179246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/876292964411179246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/876292964411179246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/03/great-underwear-chain-letter.html' title='The Great Underwear Chain Letter!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-3459332511379600238</id><published>2007-03-06T11:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:10:11.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can Be Your John Cusack</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah... I forgot about you Mr. Blogman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgive me for being a parent of neglect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my birthday was awesome. It sucked, but didn't suck at the same time. And it didn't suck like last year sucked. And last year really sucked. No, my friends, it sucked cause I was sick as hell with the flu or something equally (if not more) shitty...which really sucked. Wow...this sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway... so I musterred up the will to go out. I rickety-ticked my mustery lolligaggen and lolligaggened off to supper with Mitchel, Jamie, and Lena. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After supper we headed to the Longbranch!! I was still sickish, but I felt better as the night went on, and I even managed to have a few drinks, courtesy of Brett, and do some two steppin'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brett and Brad are 2 mighty hilarious drunks! There's some pretty great pictures to prove it. The night was a grand time, but it totally would have been THAT much awesomer had I not been sick. Oh well, there's always next year! Or just next weekend... either one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did end up partying on the Saturday after my birthday anyway though. We got everyone over here and had a galorious old time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**TANGENT**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally got an iTrip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...So my neighbors gave me 2 dozen orange roses for my birthday. That was super sweet of them! They were so nice and pretty. I took pictures of them... Lena told me the pictures looked like soft core porn. I'm not sure what kind of porn Lena watches, or what species happen to be in said porn, but I wasn't quite grasping her concept of it. Ô_ò &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have come to the realization that Lena is my daily dose of weird. Go Figure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038923250190251362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/Re3Z_6oL9WI/AAAAAAAAAM0/H0Xd6Ifjk1I/s400/2007_0225February240131.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038924787788543378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/Re3bZaoL9ZI/AAAAAAAAANM/mgBBlmkyoe8/s400/2007_0225February240136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038924457076061570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/Re3bGKoL9YI/AAAAAAAAANE/eYyrPs45yJM/s400/2007_0225February240143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Among the gifts I recieved from my parents was a $200 gift card to Le Chateau!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I grabbed Lena last Friday and made her help me find some pretty new clothes. I ended up with 5 things, and I still have about $50 left on my card! (Sweet Fucking deal for shopping at le chateau!) Everything I wanted was on sale except one of the tops I found. So 1 sweet black jacket, and 4 sexy silky tops later, I was a pretty happy camper! Hmmm...this brings me to a random thought.... Note to self, do not go camping while wearing clothes from le chateau... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend was another good time, full of partying, battling cats, Jamie biffing it big time, and whatever else happened...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamie broke up with her boyfriend (finally...), which definitely called for celebration, so that's just what we did! We had a bunch of people over and gloriously spent the evening having a super time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038926338271737250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/Re3czqoL9aI/AAAAAAAAANU/W3d6hCPQv8Q/s400/2007_0303March20207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, and Jamie slipped and biffed it (or "boofed" it...whichever you prefer) on my driveway. I'm told it was super funny, but sadly, I did not get to witness this event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well... I will have her reinact it later for my personal entertainment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night (monday) I went with Jamie and friends to go see the movie Wild Hogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super funny. It was a good time. Especially when the fat drunk redneck was singing Don'tcha by the Pussycat Dolls at the chili cookoff. Ohhh that was grand!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHHH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jennie's coming home this weekend!!! YAY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so excited to see her, I haven't seen her in MONTHS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're all gonna gather at me hoose on Friday evening. We might be going for supper somewhere or something. We'll figure things out when we get there, but It would be super magnificent if everyone could come and have a good time! YAY JENNIE!!! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, it's her birthday tomorrow!! (March 7th)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY JENNIE!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, well that's all for now. Off to class for this girl! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Repeat:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honorable Mention - Fall Out Boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Music or the Misery - Fall Out Boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell That Mick He Just Made My List Of Things To Do today - Fall Out Boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That Girl - Alexz Johnson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-3459332511379600238?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/3459332511379600238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=3459332511379600238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/3459332511379600238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/3459332511379600238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-can-be-your-john-cusack.html' title='I Can Be Your John Cusack'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/Re3Z_6oL9WI/AAAAAAAAAM0/H0Xd6Ifjk1I/s72-c/2007_0225February240131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-6230841212152242375</id><published>2007-02-22T00:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:10:12.668-06:00</updated><title type='text'>222 Is Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;EEEEEE! I'm 21 today!! I'm so old, and it's fucking divine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to dinner with some friends and then over to the Longbranch for a good night out!&lt;br /&gt;Come join us! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Oh, by the way dudes, I chopped all my hair off. I had a random urge at about 2am one night over the break and chopped it off. Hasn't been this short in YEARS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I love it!! What do y'all think?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034232238097494738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/Rd0vjEye8tI/AAAAAAAAAME/eXNdN4zJIpc/s400/2007_0221February210012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034233492227945218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/Rd0wsEye8wI/AAAAAAAAAMc/r-eF7s27s_A/s400/2007_0213February130016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then after I cut my hair, I randomly took this quiz.  I'm wicked cool!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/tests/hairstyle2/index.jsp?testname=hairstyle2ogt&amp;resultid=C" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="115" alt="Take this test at Tickle" src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50651/http://i.emode.com/tests/hairstyle2/images/cutting_edge_s.gif" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hairstyle should be Cutting Edge&lt;br /&gt;Ready for something daring? Of course you are! Whether you're going for big curls or bold colors, your hairstyle is sure to stand out. After all, your fashionable philosophy doesn't rely on trends. Who needs 'em? Certainly not a fearless girl like you.&lt;br /&gt;Willing to take chances, you've got your own distinctive edge and unique tastes to guide your style. You're one-of-a-kind and make sure everything down to your tresses says the same. From funky bags to cool earrings to the perfect chunky highlights, there's no doubt friends look to you for the season's next hot look. Way to make a statement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50652/tests/hairstyle2/index.jsp?testname=hairstyle2ogt&amp;amp;amp;resultid=C" target="_blank"&gt;Which Hairstyle Matches You?&lt;/a&gt;Brought to you by &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50631/" target="_blank"&gt;Tickle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-6230841212152242375?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/6230841212152242375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=6230841212152242375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/6230841212152242375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/6230841212152242375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/02/222-is-here.html' title='222 Is Here!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/Rd0vjEye8tI/AAAAAAAAAME/eXNdN4zJIpc/s72-c/2007_0221February210012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-3894660823844921426</id><published>2007-02-18T19:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T20:27:44.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogthings</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Is Like Alcohol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdrugisyourpersonalitylikequiz/alcohol.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're the life of the party, a total flirt, and probably a pretty big jokester.Sometimes your behavior gets you in trouble, but you still remain socially acceptable.You're a pretty bad driver, and you're dancing could also use a little work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.blogthings.com/whatdrugisyourpersonalitylikequiz&lt;br /&gt;What Drug Is Your Personality Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DEDEDE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Face Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F4F4F4"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/face.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At first glance, people see you as warm and well-balanced.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, your true self is creative and expressive.&lt;br /&gt;With friends, you seem logical, detached, and a bit manipulative.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you seem like a huge flirt.&lt;br /&gt;In stressful situations, you seem cheerful and optimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/"&lt;br /&gt;What Do People Think Of Your Face?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Apple Green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/apple-green.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are almost super-humanly upbeat. You have a very positive energy that surrounds you.And while you are happy go lucky, you're also charmingly assertive.You get what you want, even if you have to persuade those against you to see things your way.Reflective and thoughtful, you know yourself well - and you know that you want out of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz&lt;br /&gt;What Shade of Green Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Dare Devil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdaringareyouquiz/dare-devil.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For you, life is one big dare.And you're all in for any adventure.Others find you exciting, inspiring, and a bit intimidating.You're biggest challenge at this point is trying to top yourself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.blogthings.com/howdaringareyouquiz&lt;br /&gt;How Daring Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Very Happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howhappyareyoureallyquiz/happy-1.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your life is totally together, and you enjoy every day.And you don't need a quiz to tell you that!You know how to find pleasure in the little things...And even when life isn't so great, you have a good sense of perspective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.blogthings.com/howhappyareyoureallyquiz&lt;br /&gt;How Happy Are You, Really?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Bud Light&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourbeerpersonalityquiz/bud-light.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're not fussy when it comes to beer. If someone hands it to you, you'll drink it.In fact, you don't understand beer snobbery at all. It all tastes the same once you're drunk!You're an enthusiastic drinker, and you can often be found at your neighborhood bar.You're pretty good at holding your liquor too - you've had lots of experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbeerpersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's Your Beer Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 44% Sociopath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouasociopathquiz/sociopath-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're not a sociopath, but you're very prone to antisocial behavior.Other people's opinions matter little to you. You live your own fringe life - for better or worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.blogthings.com/areyouasociopathquiz &lt;br /&gt;Are You A Sociopath?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Dr. Pepper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsodaareyouquiz/dr-pepper.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're very unique and funky, yet you still have a bit of traditionalism to you.People who like you think they have great taste... and they usually do.&lt;br /&gt;Your best soda match: Root Beer&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from: 7 Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsodaareyouquiz &lt;br /&gt;What Kind of Soda Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-3894660823844921426?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/3894660823844921426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=3894660823844921426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/3894660823844921426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/3894660823844921426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/02/blogthings.html' title='Blogthings'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-2996881316312990543</id><published>2007-02-12T17:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T18:50:53.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Activated Junk</title><content type='html'>10 days, my friends. 10 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We's all going to the Longbranch for it, too.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday. February 22. LONGBRANCH!&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you hate country...Be there!&lt;br /&gt;Unless you hate me...then don't bother coming. But, you know, whatever tickles your fancy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week is reading week. Why is it called reading week? They sure as hell won't catch me reading anything! Ah hell, what do I care? It's a week off of school! I'm PUMPED!&lt;br /&gt;This week will be spent sleeping as much as possible, watching as many movies as I can, chillin' with all my buddies as much as time will allow, and preparing the wrath of Chantal. I am planning a small coup d'état, an awesome Chantal-like intervention, of my household for sometime this week. Anyone who would like to lend a hand is quite welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, only 3 days until Ryan moves home.&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be interesting. They are bringing their pets.&lt;br /&gt;(A rabbit and a cat.)&lt;br /&gt;Bailey's gon be mad! hahaaa I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, time to go be a lazy bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week off... That's fucking divine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way...  The Departed?  Good movie.  I recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Repeat:&lt;br /&gt;The River - Good Charlotte (Good fuckin song!)&lt;br /&gt;Brighter Than Sunshine - Aqualung&lt;br /&gt;All About U - Classified featuring Chad Hatcher&lt;br /&gt;Satisfaction - Benni Benassi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-2996881316312990543?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/2996881316312990543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=2996881316312990543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/2996881316312990543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/2996881316312990543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/02/activated-junk.html' title='Activated Junk'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-1118349494953355648</id><published>2007-02-03T01:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T01:50:14.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Just In</title><content type='html'>I am reportedly 12 kinds of awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't aware that there were so many different kinds of awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Could someone please do me the favour of informing me as to what these kinds of awesome are? That would be splendid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 kinds!  ...Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-1118349494953355648?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/1118349494953355648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=1118349494953355648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/1118349494953355648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/1118349494953355648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-just-in.html' title='This Just In'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-7383582660027999679</id><published>2007-01-30T12:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T12:29:43.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Right Kick in the Pants!</title><content type='html'>First piece of business...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in other news, I'm awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?!  23 days till I'm 21!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited.   (It's also 23 days till the final episode of the OC.  hahahaha...aw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 months until my parents officially move to the lake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks until my brother moves back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one hour till my English class.    aw    :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-7383582660027999679?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/7383582660027999679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=7383582660027999679' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/7383582660027999679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/7383582660027999679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/01/right-kick-in-pants.html' title='A Right Kick in the Pants!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-5019616204482074345</id><published>2007-01-21T14:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:10:19.608-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PUB CRAWL!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I spent Friday night crawlin' round the pubs.&lt;br /&gt;It was a BLASTY BLAST!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate some chickown and headed off to start the night at the Scuz, and I definitely had my camera in tow! We took a total of 226 pictures. I KNOW! That's an entire clusterfuck of pictures, I'll tell ya that!   I ended up losing my ID, debit card, and somewhere between $20 and $30.  Time to go call the bars to see if they found my ID!   haha   Oh well, these pictures are almost worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some good shots from the evenings events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Girls!  Brittany, Jen, Tamara, Jenny, &amp; me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022405603468469890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbMrSVirZoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/JtiJxVGGzfI/s400/2007_0120January200029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jenny &amp; Tamara, showing off their goods.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022405612058404498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbMrS1irZpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YRBREvBA2gE/s400/2007_0120January200027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me, Brit, Jenny, and Mitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022405620648339106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbMrTVirZqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Q4SnVWWvb-E/s400/2007_0120January200037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me &amp; Brit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022408846168778482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbMuPFirZvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/FOIROYcGP_E/s400/2007_0120January200064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm on the bus - this reminds me of Steve Carell on the cover of 40 Year Old Virgin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022406462461929138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbMsEVirZrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/C9IQP5yvko0/s400/2007_0120January200048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jenny, showcasing Jen's breast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022408820398974658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbMuNlirZsI/AAAAAAAAAHs/_JeAPwRMAwE/s400/2007_0120January200026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This was our bus driver!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022408828988909266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbMuOFirZtI/AAAAAAAAAH0/72y-0vA5Tcc/s400/2007_0120January200051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shakin' what Big Momma gave them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022411461803861762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbMwnVirZwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/rUEdHxw5juw/s400/2007_0120January200057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sampling Jen's candy necklace.  Yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022411483278698274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbMwolirZyI/AAAAAAAAAIc/w6yJZ_axPCU/s400/2007_0120January200097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dancing at the Deuce!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022411474688763666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbMwoFirZxI/AAAAAAAAAIU/t1_0WWrSyk0/s400/2007_0120January200077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not quite sure why this was happening, but hey!  It looks fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022408841873811170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbMuO1irZuI/AAAAAAAAAH8/lkiyQ-2j2Qk/s400/2007_0120January200059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me &amp; big sis Jenny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022413360179406690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbMyV1irZ2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/n99NILFCoSg/s400/2007_0120January200164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me &amp; Jen - licking each other on the bus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022413347294504770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbMyVFirZ0I/AAAAAAAAAIs/-3zeplh2iks/s400/2007_0120January200126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a whole lot of touching and licking going on here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022413338704570162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbMyUlirZzI/AAAAAAAAAIk/lD9eEMEZIMw/s400/2007_0120January200117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me, Jen, Brit, &amp; some guy at the Pat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022413364474374002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbMyWFirZ3I/AAAAAAAAAJE/-0aozPP2Qsg/s400/2007_0120January200170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me &amp; T!  Kiss Kiss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022570336939108274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbPBHFirZ7I/AAAAAAAAAKk/EUlXyxQ1HUw/s400/2007_0120January200209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me, Jen &amp; some beer at the OD!  Fucking mullet man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022413355884439378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbMyVlirZ1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/AytB5pqA5C4/s400/2007_0120January200128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha  Here is a sample of the random people we took pictures of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022570319759239058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbPBGFirZ5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/If21AjwSeyA/s400/2007_0120January200186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dancing at the Pat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022570332644140962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbPBG1irZ6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/RtJokd7WMRA/s400/2007_0120January200191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The girls dancing at the Scuz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022573047063472130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbPDk1iraAI/AAAAAAAAALM/XyNCJWSwxxM/s400/2007_0120January200042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha Brittany, being molested by Mitch and Todd&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022573055653406738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbPDlViraBI/AAAAAAAAALU/eVgybc5kh38/s400/2007_0120January200036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey it's Angie and Elise!  We ran into them at the Scuz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022570345529042882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbPBHlirZ8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/KZv056Al27w/s400/2007_0120January200213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jen &amp; T!  We were off to Subway after the pub crawl.  That was a good sub!  Thanks Jen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022573038473537506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbPDkVirZ-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/eNdTiBrA-6M/s400/2007_0120January200218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey!  It's the help center guy whose name I can never remember!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In fact I think we picked a fight about it in subway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022573038473537490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbPDkVirZ9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/2hFouf_1LEE/s400/2007_0120January200217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After subway we ran over to the Athena where we found a very pimpin' Brett and his entourage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022573042768504818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbPDklirZ_I/AAAAAAAAALE/FI1ObVbG4xY/s400/2007_0120January200220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There you have it!  This is probably about a 9th of all of the pictures we took.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why did we take so many?  Meh  It was fun!  And these pictures are hilarious!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until next time, keep fit and have fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-5019616204482074345?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/5019616204482074345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=5019616204482074345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/5019616204482074345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/5019616204482074345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/01/pub-crawl.html' title='PUB CRAWL!!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RbMrSVirZoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/JtiJxVGGzfI/s72-c/2007_0120January200029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-593150906682590853</id><published>2007-01-14T20:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:10:19.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You Don't Even Know!</title><content type='html'>I now have blue hair, my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BLUE&lt;/em&gt; hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020082678996362866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RarqmVirZnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/IJiN0vxzRw4/s400/2007_0114january130024blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yep! I got bored whilst lazing around in my room on the night of the craziest blizzard in Saskatoon in more than 50 years. In fact, not only was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bored. No, my friends, not just me. My hair, too, had an extreme urge to keep itself busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Random Train of Thought**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of being bored... Isn't it odd how on any other Wednesday evening, I would be quite satisfied just chillin' with my computer, tv, books, whatever. I am usually quite content, but while there is an extreme whiteout, crazy-as-hell, city-shut-downer of a blizzard EVERYONE is sitting around whining, "Goddamn! I'm bored! I wish I could go out and do shit! Why does Saskatchewan suck so much? Pfft. Blizzard. I can make it through this crap. Where's my car keys?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It doesn't make any sense!&lt;br /&gt;It's ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while I was whining about being stranded at home, under house arrest, (Probably a really good thing...I know.) I decided to find my blue semi-permanent hair dye.&lt;br /&gt;BAD IDEA! Naughty Naughty Kool-Aid!&lt;br /&gt;DON'T DO THAT!&lt;br /&gt;...In my opinion anyway.&lt;br /&gt;What's your two cents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha It at least gave me and my hair something to do...but I miss the pink.&lt;br /&gt;My hair needs a rest.&lt;br /&gt;Who thinks I should shut up about my hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep!&lt;br /&gt;That was my rant for the evening.Just thought I would share. Not sure why. I'm kind of a retard. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At least I'm not a clusterfuck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week everyone! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Repeat:&lt;br /&gt;Dane Cook's Vicious Circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it. Listen to it. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I ask.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-593150906682590853?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/593150906682590853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=593150906682590853' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/593150906682590853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/593150906682590853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-dont-even-know_14.html' title='You Don&apos;t Even Know!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RarqmVirZnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/IJiN0vxzRw4/s72-c/2007_0114january130024blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-7920311557673273855</id><published>2007-01-10T21:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T21:51:13.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell ME About YOU</title><content type='html'>Stolen from &lt;a href="http://cute-az-can-be.livejournal.com/"&gt;Jess&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;(heh heh heh    I'm so bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it! Just do it!&lt;br /&gt;Post in a comment all of the joy that is you!&lt;br /&gt;Or at least 20 things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Your Full Name:&lt;br /&gt;2. Age:&lt;br /&gt;3. Single or Taken:&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite Movie:&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite Song:&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite Band/Artist:&lt;br /&gt;7. Dirty or Clean:&lt;br /&gt;8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE COMES THE FUN ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do we know each other outside of LJ?&lt;br /&gt;2. Whats your philosophy on life?&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you have my back in a fight?&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite memory of us?&lt;br /&gt;6. If I was in the hospital would you visit me?&lt;br /&gt;7. Tell me one odd/intresting fact about you:&lt;br /&gt;8. Would you take care of me when I'm sick?&lt;br /&gt;9. Can we get together and make a cake?&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you heard any rumors of me lately?&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you/have you talk(ed) crap about me?&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you think I'm a good person?&lt;br /&gt;13. Would you drive across country with me?&lt;br /&gt;14. what was your opinion of me when we first met?&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could change anything about me, would you?&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you wear to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?&lt;br /&gt;18. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?&lt;br /&gt;19. Would you be a fellow ninja with me?&lt;br /&gt;20. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-7920311557673273855?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/7920311557673273855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=7920311557673273855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/7920311557673273855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/7920311557673273855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/01/tell-me-about-you.html' title='Tell ME About YOU'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-3888642523871278144</id><published>2007-01-06T17:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T17:50:01.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Villain Quiz</title><content type='html'>Your results:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;You are &lt;FONT SIZE=6&gt;Dark Phoenix&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Dark Phoenix&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 45%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Juggernaut&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=44&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 44%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Mystique&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=44&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 44%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Apocalypse&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=42&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 42%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Catwoman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=40&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 40%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Venom&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=33&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 33%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Poison Ivy&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=31&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 31%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;The Joker&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=29&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 29%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Lex Luthor&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=29&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 29%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Dr. Doom&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=29&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 29%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Kingpin&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=26&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 26%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Riddler&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=22&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 22%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Magneto&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=17&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 17%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Mr. Freeze&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=15&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 15%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Two-Face&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=12&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 12%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Green Goblin&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=8&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 8%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD WIDTH="250"&gt;A prime example of emotional extremes: Passion and fury incarnate.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/villain/pics/dark_phoenix.jpg"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/villain"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the Super Villain Personality Test&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-3888642523871278144?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/3888642523871278144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=3888642523871278144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/3888642523871278144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/3888642523871278144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/01/super-villain-quiz_06.html' title='Super Villain Quiz'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-3061699815906729716</id><published>2007-01-05T01:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:10:20.528-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Repeat</title><content type='html'>Alright!   Soooo...  since none of the coolest pics I just posted are working - because blogspot is an asshat, I thought I would post them again.   Only in working form.    *Yey*  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Edit:  so apparently only 3 of them work.   Oh well, you don't need to see pointless pictures of my cat and the creepy teddy bear he gave me for christmas..**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZ36qCyOGxI/AAAAAAAAAGI/04zBEkpyZ_s/s1600-h/2006_1231Christmas20060018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016441160169560850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZ36qCyOGxI/AAAAAAAAAGI/04zBEkpyZ_s/s400/2006_1231Christmas20060018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZ36XCyOGwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BEXPwC24L3E/s1600-h/pc290048copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016440833752046338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZ36XCyOGwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BEXPwC24L3E/s400/pc290048copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZ36SiyOGvI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SLp9J43rj_8/s1600-h/pc250023cut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016440756442634994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZ36SiyOGvI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SLp9J43rj_8/s400/pc250023cut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-3061699815906729716?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/3061699815906729716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=3061699815906729716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/3061699815906729716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/3061699815906729716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/01/repeat.html' title='Repeat'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZ36qCyOGxI/AAAAAAAAAGI/04zBEkpyZ_s/s72-c/2006_1231Christmas20060018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-1568489415592589907</id><published>2007-01-02T21:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:10:25.278-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas At The Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZslFdKhdNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/P3wtYKM0dos/s1600-h/2006_1231Christmas20060028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015643385665516754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZslFdKhdNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/P3wtYKM0dos/s320/2006_1231Christmas20060028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, another Christmas has come and gone, and it's already 2007!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My holiday at the lake was very good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The weather was gorgeous every day, and everything looked perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Christmas morning was quiet with just my parents and me, but it was really nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a bunch over for Christmas dinner. I think there were 13 people all together, with lots of yummy food!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I totally got a pink digital camera for Christmas! Along with a bottle of Black Sambuca, some beef jerky, other stuff, and lots of socks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mmmmm. Socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's some pictures from Christmas day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015638824410248290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZsg79KhdGI/AAAAAAAAADk/3oQqKIZhjfg/s320/PC250002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our Tree on Christmas morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015639189482468466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZshRNKhdHI/AAAAAAAAADs/QkCbWQ1gZiU/s320/PC250020.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and my new pink camera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015640374893442194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZsiWNKhdJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/jURcy_sH2nI/s320/pc250023cut.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Picture of our cabin I painted for my parents for Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015643093607740610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZsk0dKhdMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pG4gb2JHzmQ/s320/2006_1231Christmas20060018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This was the evening sky on Christmas day. So pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015643613298783458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZslStKhdOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/TIoszdIR7sA/s320/2006_1231Christmas20060043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The colour-changing teddybear I got from my cat, of all creatures! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some friends showed up at their cabin a couple days after Christmas, so I spent a lot of time hanging out and playing games at their place. Had lots of fun chillin with their all their pets, went skidooing, and drank a lot of beer. Otherwise, I was sitting in my room reading, watching the OC, and doing puzzles. Yey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went riding on the annual poker rally on the 29th. None of us won anything, but we had a good time. The trails were pretty good. Just wish there was more powder to have fun on!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;New Years Eve was a good time! We went to a friends place for a gargantuan supper, and then I headed back to another friend's place to party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was Megan's boyfriend's birthday, too, so we had to party extra hard!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We played lots of cards, drinking games, and a ton of Catch Phrase. And I showed up with no money in my pockets, and somehow gambled away more than $5... Guts. What a game! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Overall, my New Years was a pretty galorious time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now I am back in town! But WAY too soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm kinda broken, too. Sore from skidooing...and my shitty bed at the lake. But meh. It was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At least I don't start classes until the 4th! My prof for my m/w/f class isn't back until the 8th. WOOT! I only have one day of classes this week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, I'm still unpacking in my disaster of a room, so I'm going to go continue finding the floor...and my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope everyone had a really good Christmas, and some great holiday celebrations!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here are some random pictures from the lake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015642299038790834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZskGNKhdLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/lv0p_6LikhA/s320/pc290048copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;All of our friends, stopped for a rest during the poker rally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015640967598929058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZsi4tKhdKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/grwwfrdb_aw/s320/PC310224.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Look at all that food!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015644833069495554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZsmZtKhdQI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QitAfKZnm6s/s320/2006_1231Christmas20060063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My dad and I take pleasure in torturing our kitty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZsE-NKhc_I/AAAAAAAAABs/QosrWsxqFeA/s1600-h/2006_1231Christmas20060056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015608076739376114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZsE-NKhc_I/AAAAAAAAABs/QosrWsxqFeA/s320/2006_1231Christmas20060056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is little Joey, or Jo-jo. She's Megan's kitty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015644008435774706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZslptKhdPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GZqKSll41xU/s320/2006_1231Christmas20060049.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me, on New Years Eve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015608081034343426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZsE-dKhdAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/JeU5_NqbXgE/s320/2006_1231Christmas20060047.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some more of me on New Years Eve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZsEGdKhc6I/AAAAAAAAABE/gaR2PK4Vmi0/s1600-h/2006_1231Christmas20060032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015607118961669026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZsEGdKhc6I/AAAAAAAAABE/gaR2PK4Vmi0/s320/2006_1231Christmas20060032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha This is my precious. You can't have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZsEGtKhc7I/AAAAAAAAABM/p0FZmCbpoxs/s1600-h/2006_1231Christmas20060035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015607123256636338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZsEGtKhc7I/AAAAAAAAABM/p0FZmCbpoxs/s320/2006_1231Christmas20060035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Goofiest Picture of my cat. Ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On Repeat:&lt;br /&gt;Brat Pack - The Rocket Summer (My new favorite song)&lt;br /&gt;Around the Clock - The Rocket Summer&lt;br /&gt;Tell Me Something Good - The Rocket Summer&lt;br /&gt;So She's Leaving - The Trews&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-1568489415592589907?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/1568489415592589907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=1568489415592589907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/1568489415592589907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/1568489415592589907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2007/01/christmas-at-lake.html' title='Christmas At The Lake'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RZslFdKhdNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/P3wtYKM0dos/s72-c/2006_1231Christmas20060028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-7078163742414205507</id><published>2006-12-22T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T14:12:04.251-06:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S CHRISTMAS!!!</title><content type='html'>So, I'm off to the lake for the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda quit my job, too...  but only kind of.&lt;br /&gt;They are keeping me on the payroll as a casual employee.&lt;br /&gt;I only worked 1 day a week - 3 days Tops!  Was that not already casual?  haha&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.   I've pretty much had enough of that place.  My manager was even surprised I stayed that long, especially when you compare me to all the other girls who left after a fews days or weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Aaaanyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;I better get my camera!  haha&lt;br /&gt;The lake might be a little boring, but I'll have a few friends around here and there I think.&lt;br /&gt;My parents and I are hosting a big dinner on Christmas day.  I think there's going to be about 12 people in all. &lt;br /&gt;A lot better than the 3 of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home on the 1st, as far as I know.&lt;br /&gt;I MAY be here before that, depending on when Alanna is coming home - I might catch a ride with her.  But otherwise I'm ridin' with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, well I hope everyone has a GALORIOUS holiday, and a MAGNIFICENT Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;And everything else good in between!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll be seeing everyone in the new year!  &lt;br /&gt;Oh and I hope you all have some awesome New Years plans!  Let the year out with biggest Bang possible!  ;)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best!&lt;br /&gt;Ta for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Those of you who did not recieve your cookies will just have to wait till after Chrsitmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Repeat:&lt;br /&gt;Just For Now - Imogen Heap&lt;br /&gt;Us - Regina Spektor&lt;br /&gt;Destiny - The Rocket Summer&lt;br /&gt;Yule Shoot Your Eye Out - Fall Out Boy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-7078163742414205507?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/7078163742414205507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=7078163742414205507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/7078163742414205507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/7078163742414205507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-christmas.html' title='IT&apos;S CHRISTMAS!!!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-6722013932252884397</id><published>2006-12-18T16:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T17:08:05.819-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pardon My Bored Randomness</title><content type='html'>This is what happens when Chantal doesn't have school, therefore nothing to creatively procrastinate for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TEN FIRSTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. First Name:&lt;/strong&gt; Chantal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. First Best Friend:&lt;/strong&gt;  I think it was little Danny Bagnall.  We met when we were 1. We were close till he moved when we were 5. awe.  good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. First Nexopia Screen Name:&lt;/strong&gt;  the fuck is nexopia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. First Pet:&lt;/strong&gt; Bailey my kitty - he's 15 going on retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. First Piercing:&lt;/strong&gt; Ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. First Crush:&lt;/strong&gt;  hmm.  probably Danny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. First CD:&lt;/strong&gt;  TLC - Crazy Sexy Cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. First Car:&lt;/strong&gt;  1992 Ford Probe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. First Stuffed animal:&lt;/strong&gt;  iunno, my charity bear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. First Kiss:&lt;/strong&gt;  Some guy named Brad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NINE LASTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last Name:&lt;/strong&gt; Tuttroen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Last Alcoholic Drink:&lt;/strong&gt;  A caesar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Last Car Ride:&lt;/strong&gt;  just got back from midtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Last Movie Seen:&lt;/strong&gt; Pulse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Last Phone Call:&lt;/strong&gt; Brittany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Last Song Played:&lt;/strong&gt; Chrsitmas Day - Green Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Last Journal Entry:&lt;/strong&gt; uhh, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Last Time You Cried:&lt;/strong&gt;  maybe a couple weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Last Thing Eaten:&lt;/strong&gt; Tostitos and Salsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EIGHT HAVE YOU EVERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Have you ever dated one of your best friends?:&lt;/strong&gt;  nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Have you ever been arrested?:&lt;/strong&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Have you ever skinny dipped?:&lt;/strong&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Have you ever been on tv?:&lt;/strong&gt;  yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Have you ever kissed someone, and then regreted it?:&lt;/strong&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Have you ever had a sex dream about someone?:&lt;/strong&gt;  haha  oh yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Have you ever cheated on someone?:&lt;/strong&gt; nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Have you ever been out of the country?:&lt;/strong&gt; Went to Disney World when I was 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU ARE WEARING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Black shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Black underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Black bra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; Black socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; Earrings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SIX THINGS YOU'VE DONE TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt;  Showered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt;  Watched Pulse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;  Baked cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt;  Painted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt;  Saw Brittany and gave her a Christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt;  Watched some Dane Cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIVE FAVORITE THINGS IN NO ORDER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt;  My iPod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt;  My cell phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;  Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt;  Dane Cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt;  Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOUR PEOPLE YOU CAN TELL ANYTHING TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt;  Jamie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt;  Jess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;  Brittany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt;  Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THREE CHOICES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Black or White:&lt;/strong&gt; black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Hot or Cold:&lt;/strong&gt; cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla:&lt;/strong&gt; Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TWO THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt;  See the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt;  twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ONE THING YOU REGRET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgetting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-6722013932252884397?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/6722013932252884397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=6722013932252884397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/6722013932252884397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/6722013932252884397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/12/pardon-my-bored-randomness.html' title='Pardon My Bored Randomness'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-3396210217114644185</id><published>2006-12-11T23:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:10:25.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What?!  I Hope It Wasn't On My Coat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RX8zFcC8P3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/rodYLHOsJEo/s1600-h/PC120040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007777479180173170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RX8zFcC8P3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/rodYLHOsJEo/s320/PC120040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am SO done exams!&lt;br /&gt;HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot! It feels so good to be done and just relax!&lt;br /&gt;Now I've got to get my ass in gear and start my Christmas shopping... and baking. Ooooh this is gonna be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is back to pink again - just in time for Christmas! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RX5F3cC8P2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6uVx7iRSkao/s1600-h/PC110069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007516654406221666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RX5F3cC8P2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6uVx7iRSkao/s320/PC110069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was telling me the orangey-blonde-pink-whateverthatis--&gt; looked good, but I needed some more pink.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry - it'll fade again.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, I wish I could buy different colours in stores just as cheap... that would be more fun.&lt;br /&gt;But pink will do.&lt;br /&gt;I keep cutting my hair again, too. It's real short now (compared to how long it usd to be!)&lt;br /&gt;It's almost an addiction. ...when I can't afford tattoos - I cut my hair and dye it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to my staff party this past Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;SUCKED!&lt;br /&gt;SO boring, and there were only 10 people there! We went to Kelly's Kafe for it. Random and entirely out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;I blew $20 on a tarrot card reading. The lady is a "psychic reader"...&lt;br /&gt;She was way off on some things, spot on with others, and pretty vague for the most.&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of creepy, though, with the amount of facts she got right with my coworkers.&lt;br /&gt;But for some reason, with me and 2 of the other girls, she was very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the party - or whatever one might call it - I headed over to Jame's place, where James (aka Coco), Mike and friends were hanging out before heading to the club.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Diva's with them, and ran into Elise! We all had a galorious time!&lt;br /&gt;I missed that place. Brings back some of the summer. Some of those awesome nights.&lt;br /&gt;Michael and Jamesicle! We need to have a get together soooon!!! I miss my boys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I kind of feel like I havn't seen anyone in a while. Been studying a lot, so I havn't been going out TOO much, but it's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havn't even really talked to anyone lately. And if I have it's been either weird, or just, I don't know. Odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaanywaaay!&lt;br /&gt;I need to get to bed.&lt;br /&gt;I work Tuesday and Wednesday nights for the next 2 weeks, and other than that, my time will be JUST for hanging out and who knows what? So gimme a call if anyone wants to do something before I head up to the lake on the 22nd! (I'll be back on the 1st at the latest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'm gonna try and get everyone together maybe this weekend for some good ol' Christmas cheer! Let me know what works for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now!&lt;br /&gt;Good luck with finals, everyone who's still writing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Repeat:&lt;br /&gt;Put Your Records On - Corinne Bailey Rae&lt;br /&gt;Inside Your Head - Eberg&lt;br /&gt;The Heart of Life - John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;Song for a Winter's Night - Sarah McLachlan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-3396210217114644185?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/3396210217114644185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=3396210217114644185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/3396210217114644185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/3396210217114644185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-i-hope-it-wasnt-on-my-coat.html' title='What?!  I Hope It Wasn&apos;t On My Coat!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/RX8zFcC8P3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/rodYLHOsJEo/s72-c/PC120040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-116478767028100415</id><published>2006-11-29T00:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T08:13:16.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Offended By You &amp; Your Underpants</title><content type='html'>Well, Christmas is coming up fast!&lt;br /&gt;I still have to start my xmas shopping!&lt;br /&gt;And then I gotta start baking cookies for all of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals are coming, too. Luckily I only have 2, but They are fairly close, and I'm done early this year, so I won't have much time. Plus working in between. Huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;Got a midterm and a paper due on the 4th, a final on the 7th, and another on the 11th. Then on the 22nd it's off to the lake for Christmas! Don't know how long I'll be gone. They may need me at work, and I'm looking forward to visiting with Jennie and Jon when they come home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I know We won't be seeing my brother again this Christmas. I guess they can't get time off of work to come home. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend my parents and I went out to my uncle's farm to celebrate my grandma's 89th birthday. It was a great time! My cousin Dean-Marie came out with her parents from Red Dear! I never get to see her, so we always have a blast being goofs when we get together.&lt;br /&gt;Then all of my mom's siblings came home for the weekend - half of the 6 of em live in Alberta.&lt;br /&gt;We're a real musical family, so everybody brought out their guitars, bass guitars, slide guitars and fiddles! Oh and we all had our singing voices there, too!&lt;br /&gt;We sat around and jammed all day Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;It was such a fun time! My grandma really enjoyed herself!&lt;br /&gt;I hope next year, for her 90th, it's just as fun, perhaps even more, since we're renting out the hall and throwing a ginormous muscal/performance type bash! (Especially since my grandma is a twin, and they're both still goin' strong!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm kinda being a hermit right now (except this weekend), due to cramming and last minute efforts at projects and papers. So bear with me while I procrastinate until finals are over! haha&lt;br /&gt;But by all means, give me a call, make me go for coffee breaks, anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sad note, my other fish died today. :(&lt;br /&gt;Red Shoelaces died a couple weeks ago. Now Anaconda Jennie is gone, too.&lt;br /&gt;Poor fishies. They had a good 2.5 year run. They will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. At least I won't have to deal with getting someone to feed them while I'm at the lake next month...&lt;br /&gt;I'll get some more once I decide I can take care of them like a good fish owner should! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all the news I can think of at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;I am more preoccupied with watching House anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya later you naughty people! Don't you dare bring me down! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Check out my new Art post on my &lt;a href="http://chantaltuttroenart.blogspot.com"&gt;Art blog&lt;/a&gt;. It's fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Repeat:&lt;br /&gt;Dane Cook's Albums - Retaliation &amp;amp; Harmful If Swallowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LISTEN TO THEM!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in music:&lt;br /&gt;Some Hearts - Carrie Underwood&lt;br /&gt;Before He Cheats - Carrie Underwood&lt;br /&gt;Until The Sun Turns Black - Ray Lamontagne&lt;br /&gt;Hurt - Christina Aguilara&lt;br /&gt;Yule Shoot Your Eye Out - Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner - Fall Out Boy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-116478767028100415?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/116478767028100415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=116478767028100415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/116478767028100415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/116478767028100415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-offended-by-you-your-underpants.html' title='I Am Offended By You &amp; Your Underpants'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-116478414084291250</id><published>2006-11-28T22:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T01:23:46.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored   a.k.a.  Avoiding Studying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;100 Questions&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- stolen from &lt;a href="http://dread-pirate.livejournal.com/"&gt;dread_pirate&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old will you be in five years?&lt;br /&gt;25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who did you spend at least two hours with today?&lt;br /&gt;Meaghan from work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How tall are you?&lt;br /&gt;5'6"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks?&lt;br /&gt;Christmas and some friends I havn't seen in too long!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's the last movie you saw?&lt;br /&gt;Torque. Cool action, horrible movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was the last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;Brittany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://squished-fairy.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who was the last person to call you?&lt;br /&gt;Brittany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was the last text message you received?&lt;br /&gt;It was from Dodge, Brit's dog. He said he missed me. I was rather disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who was the last person to leave you a voicemail?&lt;br /&gt;Don't got voicemail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you prefer to call or text?&lt;br /&gt;Usually calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What were you doing at 12am last night?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are your parents married/separated/divorced?&lt;br /&gt;Married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When is the last time you saw your mom?&lt;br /&gt;3 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What color are your eyes? Blue-grey-green.&lt;br /&gt;Some shade of blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What time did you wake up today?&lt;br /&gt;Bout 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Black pants, a pink beater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your favorite christmas song?&lt;br /&gt;O Holy Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Where is your favorite place to be?&lt;br /&gt;The lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Where is your least favorite place to be?&lt;br /&gt;Geology class. Or outside in the blowing snow. brr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Where would you go if you could go anywhere?&lt;br /&gt;I would go everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where do you think you'll be in 10 years?&lt;br /&gt;No idea, but it better be someplace good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you tan or burn?&lt;br /&gt;I burn baby! BURN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?&lt;br /&gt;The thing that lived in the darkness under the pool table, or the things that lived in the darkness under my bed. Not sure what the things were, but I got over that, because there was eventually too much junk stored under both the pool table and my bed and no things, whatever they may be, would have fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing that really made you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Dane Cook. That Dane Cook's a silly bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How many TVs do you have in your house?&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How big is your bed?&lt;br /&gt;Double&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you have a laptop or desktop computer?&lt;br /&gt;Desktop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you sleep with or without clothes on?&lt;br /&gt;With. Except that one night after I came home from a pubcrawl. Apparently clothes were too uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What color are your sheets?&lt;br /&gt;White with blue flowers. You know? The ones that EVERYBODY has!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How many pillows do you sleep with?&lt;br /&gt;One, sometimes two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What is your favorite season?&lt;br /&gt;Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What do you like about fall?&lt;br /&gt;The colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What do you like about winter?&lt;br /&gt;Using the excuse "my car wouldn't start" for absotively everything! And Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What do you like about the summer?&lt;br /&gt;Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What do you like about spring?&lt;br /&gt;The scents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. How many states provinces have you lived in?&lt;br /&gt;Just the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What cities/towns have you lived in?&lt;br /&gt;One, 2 if you count Waskesiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you prefer shoes, socks, or bare feet?&lt;br /&gt;Depends where I am, but usually bare feet when I'm around my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Are you a social person?&lt;br /&gt;Sure am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What is your favorite restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;Povarino's or the Yard &amp; Flagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What is your favorite ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What is your favorite dessert?&lt;br /&gt;Not huge on dessert, but I do love hot brownies with vanill ice cream!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What is your favorite kind of soup?&lt;br /&gt;Beef Barley or Mushroom. Depends on my mood. Sometimes it's tomato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What kind of jelly do you like on your PB &amp;amp; J sandwich?&lt;br /&gt;I don't eat PB&amp;J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you like Chinese food?&lt;br /&gt;I like it. I like it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you like coffee?&lt;br /&gt;Depends what time of day it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. How many glasses of water, a day, do you drink on average?&lt;br /&gt;Around 4 or 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What do you drink in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;Water or Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What non-banking related card in your wallet is the most valuable to you?&lt;br /&gt;My ID. It's my identification! If I lost that, who would I be? I would no longer have an identification!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you sleep on a certain side of the bed?&lt;br /&gt;Right down the middle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Do you know how to play poker?&lt;br /&gt;I don't care how to play poker. You decide what my answer is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Do you like to cuddle?&lt;br /&gt;LOVE cuddlin'! But I never get to. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Have you ever been to Canada?&lt;br /&gt;haha why yes. I have. It's quite nice in fact. You should check it out sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you have an addictive personality?&lt;br /&gt;Sure, why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you eat out or at home more often?&lt;br /&gt;Mostly at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. What do you miss about highschool, if anything?&lt;br /&gt;The friends every day, the involved teachers, and the oh so easiness of it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you?&lt;br /&gt;Drew Barrymore, George Washington, and Steve Irwin. Poor Crocodile Hunter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Do you want kids?&lt;br /&gt;Some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Do you speak any other languages?&lt;br /&gt;Just English and Chantalese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Have you ever gotten stitches?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Do you prefer an ocean or a pool?&lt;br /&gt;A lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Do you prefer a window seat or an aisle seat?&lt;br /&gt;If I'm alone and/or sleepy, then window. If I'm traveling with friends, aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Do you know how to drive stick?&lt;br /&gt;haha Not entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. What is your favorite thing to spend money on?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely clothes and accessories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Do you wear any jewelry 24/7?&lt;br /&gt;Some of my earings, and my rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. What is your favorite TV show?&lt;br /&gt;hmm... I watch too many. The O.C., House, Gilmore Girls, Bones, Grey's Anatomy, Lost, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Can you roll your tongue?&lt;br /&gt;No! You bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Who is the funniest person you know?&lt;br /&gt;ME! nah, if I knew Dane Cook, he would win that prize. Otherwise, I don't know, it's a toss up between Brett &amp;amp; Jamie. They're both pretty funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?&lt;br /&gt;Does Mr. Hot Pink Pillow count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. What is the main ring tone on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;It changes a lot. Right now I believe it is Suger We're Going Down - Fall Out Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Do you still have clothes from when you were little?&lt;br /&gt;Not really, but I'm sure my mom does somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. What red object is closest to you right now?&lt;br /&gt;haha no way! It's my Etch-A-Sketch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Do you turn off the water while you brush your teeth?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;Closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of bees?&lt;br /&gt;Bees. Definitely Bees.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? I would punch every bee in the face! Take that, Bee! Where's the bee at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Do you flirt a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Not overly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. What do you dip a chicken nugget in?&lt;br /&gt;Sauce. BBQ, Ranch, something of the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. What is your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;ChickOWN. And salads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Can you change the oil on a car?&lt;br /&gt;No, but I can hire someone to change it. It almost counts.&lt;br /&gt;At least I can check it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Have you ever gotten a speeding ticket?&lt;br /&gt;Nevaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Have you ever run out of gas?&lt;br /&gt;Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. What is your usual bedtime?&lt;br /&gt;When my body shuts down and falls asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. What was the last book you read?&lt;br /&gt;Red Lily by Nora Roberts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Do you read the newspaper?&lt;br /&gt;From time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Do you have any magazine subscriptions?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Do you watch soap operas?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you dance in the car?&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. What radio station did you last listen to?&lt;br /&gt;Rock102&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Who is in the picture frame closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mr. Michael Spencer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. What was the last note you scribbled on a piece of paper?&lt;br /&gt;"WHERE ARE THE SOCKS?" to the girls at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. What is your favorite candle scent?&lt;br /&gt;hmm Cinnamon is pretty scrumtrillesent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. What is your favorite board game?&lt;br /&gt;Toss up between Trivial Persuit &amp; Pay Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's 96?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. When was the last time you attended church?&lt;br /&gt;I don't attend church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Who was your favorite teacher in high school?&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Wilderman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. What is the longest you have ever camped out in a tent?&lt;br /&gt;A weekish. But I used to set up the tent behind my cabin and sleep in it every night in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Who was the last person to do something extra special for you?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...I don't even know :(   Meaghan bought me a coke at work today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another random meme, also stolen from &lt;a href="http://dread-pirate.livejournal.com/"&gt;dread_pirate&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks Amber! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WO U L D . Y O U . R A T H E R?&lt;br /&gt;1. Pierce your nose or tongue?: nose&lt;br /&gt;2. Be serious or be funny?: funny&lt;br /&gt;3. Drink whole or skim milk?: whole&lt;br /&gt;4. Die in a fire or drown?: drown&lt;br /&gt;5. Spend time with your parents or enemies? parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D O . Y O U . P R E F E R. .&lt;br /&gt;1. Flowers or candy?: Flowers&lt;br /&gt;2. Gray or black?: Black&lt;br /&gt;3. Color or Black and white photos? Both&lt;br /&gt;4. Lust or love?: Love&lt;br /&gt;5. Sunrise or sunset?: Sunset&lt;br /&gt;6. M&amp;amp;Ms or Skittles?: Both&lt;br /&gt;7. Staying up late or waking up early?: Staying up late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A N S W E R . T R U T H F U L L Y !!&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you like anyone?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;2. Do they know it?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D O . Y O U . P R E F E R.&lt;br /&gt;1. Sun or moon?: Sun&lt;br /&gt;2. Winter or Fall?: Fall&lt;br /&gt;3. Lefty or righty?: Righty&lt;br /&gt;4. 10 acquaintances or two best friends? Two Best Friends&lt;br /&gt;5. Sunny or rainy?: Sunny&lt;br /&gt;6. Vanilla ice cream or chocolate ice cream? Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A B O U T . Y O U!&lt;br /&gt;1. What time is it? 10:54pm&lt;br /&gt;2. First Name?: Chantal&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you want? a man.&lt;br /&gt;4. Where do you want to live?: everywhere&lt;br /&gt;5. How many kids do you want? don't know.&lt;br /&gt;6. You want to get married?: Some day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UN I Q U E&lt;br /&gt;1. Nervous habit: Fidgiting&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you double jointed?: in my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;3. Can you raise one eyebrow? : a little bit&lt;br /&gt;4. Can you cross your eyes?: oh yes&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you make your bed daily?: pfft no. fuck making beds! hahaha making beds! Look at this guy who makes beds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R A N D O M&lt;br /&gt;1. Ever thrown a shoe at someone? hahaha yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O T H E R&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it?: Twirl&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever eaten Spam?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;3. Favorite ice cream?: Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;4. How many kinds of cereal are in your cabinet?: We have cereal?&lt;br /&gt;5. You cook?: I can.&lt;br /&gt;6. Current mood?: Content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN . T H E . L A S T . M O N T H . H A V E . Y O U ?&lt;br /&gt;1. Gone out on a date? No&lt;br /&gt;2. Kissed someone? Yes&lt;br /&gt;3.Wanted to kiss someone? Yes&lt;br /&gt;4. Bought something: Yes&lt;br /&gt;5. Sang: Hells yes&lt;br /&gt;6. Been hugged: Yep :D&lt;br /&gt;7. Felt stupid: Ohh yeeah!&lt;br /&gt;8. Missed someone: Yes&lt;br /&gt;9. Danced: Of course!&lt;br /&gt;10. Gotten your hair cut: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;11. Cried: Yes&lt;br /&gt;12. 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Today was a Ginormous adventure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it continues - I have to work tonight. It better be dead! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh fucking snow.. how adventurous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's just not talk about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't even!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/PB080013.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/PB080013.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(This is me being pissed off about snow. .. &lt;em&gt;"Oh you did not just snow on my parade! No means no snow. No snow. No.")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And holy junk I havn't posted in a month! I suck! I totally suck! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, time for a nap before work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's some music yall should listen to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On repeat:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All The Same - Sick Puppies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No Heaven - Champion &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One Night In Bangkok (Club Mix)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of All The Gin Joints In The World - Fall Out Boy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good Enough - Evanescence &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Teenagers - My Chemical Romance &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Riot - Three Days Grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. Random Sporadic Party at Brittany's - Thursday and Friday, Nov. 9 &amp;amp; 10!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Call/text/message/email me or Brit for details!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-116302262662694627?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/116302262662694627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=116302262662694627' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/116302262662694627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/116302262662694627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-is-that.html' title='WHAT IS THAT??'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-116020534461876231</id><published>2006-10-07T01:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T03:22:52.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The leaves, the moods, the hair colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Things are always changing around here!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fall has come out of the gates running, but apparently it has mixed emotions and can't decide if it wants to be frost-causing, heavy-jacket wearing weather, or t-shirt weather. Oh well, the nice sunny days this past week have been great! I'm not ready for the cold yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So...It's a week into October already. Excuse me while I freak out for a second...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;October!!! Can you believe it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Life's just flying by. School has been alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Havn't had any midterms or the like yet..That starts next week and I'm not ready. I haven't tried to be ready. I honestly haven't cared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The only class I care about is painting, which, by the way, is insanely awesome. A lot of work, but still glorious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Overall, though, school really hasn't been a priority. I go to class, I take notes, I go home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I spend more time meeting up with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've been working, too, but when that's not taking up my time I'm usually with a friend or two...or sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/P9280006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/P9280006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I guess my friends and my sanity have become priority. That's what seems right at this point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And SO many things are changing. Not just with me, but with everyone I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;People are changing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Friendships are changing - mostly for the better, when it comes to me anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've gotten to know some of my friends better in the last few months. It's been great! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm also friends with Brett Bates again. That took a year and a half to regenerate. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We've been hanging out and just having some good times for the last couple weeks, it's been really fun. I'm really glad we ran into each other at the Pat 2 weeks ago! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I missed him!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/P9280011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/P9280011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Speaking of Brett, it so happens to be his birthday this Sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;**EVERYBODY COME TO THE PAT SUNDAY NIGHT!!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;haha Yeah...That's what I forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've been spending a lot of time partying too hard. And OHH! It's been good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Crazy shit's been happening. I'm just ridin' the wave and having a blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sometimes, that's all you can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I guess that's it for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just thought I'd give you guys an update and ramble for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And boy! Did I ramble! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/PA060033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/PA060033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/P9220036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/P9220036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/P9220038.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/P9220038.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/p9220030cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/p9220030cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/P9220008.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/P9220008.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/PA040066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/PA040066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On Repeat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lips of an Angel - Hinder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Grand Theft Autumn/Where is Your Boy - Fall Out Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wake Up - Coheed &amp; Cambria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Still Lost - Tom McRae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Stone Sour - Through the Glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bring On The Wonder - Susan Enan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Solsburry Hill - Peter Gabriel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Over &amp;amp; Over - Three Days Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-116020534461876231?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/116020534461876231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=116020534461876231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/116020534461876231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/116020534461876231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/10/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-115834536919560601</id><published>2006-09-15T12:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T12:36:09.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Look-alikes</title><content type='html'>Totally just swiped this off of Sugi's LJ.   Thanks shortstuff!  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - post your family tree online" alt="MyHeritage - post your family tree online" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/G/storage/site1/files/92/17/95/921795_749258d6fea054qfcxev04.jpg" width="500" height="574" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha!  So apparently the celebrity I look most like is Justin Chatwin. &lt;br /&gt;Good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;The fact that I look most like a man out of all those female is a little unnerving.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least he's hot.  ...And Canadian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next there's that chick from Full House.  Whatever happened to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Rachel McAdams, Keira Knightley, Emma Watson, Jennifer Garner...and whoever the other two are...  They're all hot, so I'm good with that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-115834536919560601?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/115834536919560601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=115834536919560601' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/115834536919560601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/115834536919560601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/09/celebrity-look-alikes.html' title='Celebrity Look-alikes'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-115804601508251853</id><published>2006-09-12T00:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T02:06:38.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Without You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's time to update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know it's been forever, but with all of the fun I was having during the summer, along with working at the mall and one very upsetting incident, I havn't really had the time or the words needed to make a post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I hope everyone is doing well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Things have been a little hectic aroud here, but I have learned that the tears dry, and life goes on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's been pretty tough, these past few weeks, without Liz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I really miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Lena and I, along with some of our other friends, have been trying our best to find the good things in life and in our memories of Liz to laugh about.&lt;br /&gt;We've just been trying to live out our days the best ways we know how, because we've all learned that there's no day but today.&lt;br /&gt;Liz, you're missing out on all the fun! But I know you're there with us every step of the way! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/Pretty%20Girl%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/Pretty%20Girl%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, I'm back at school...already! So far, so good, though it is only the first week. It has been really good to see some people on a fairly regular basis for the last weekish, though.&lt;br /&gt;I missed that.&lt;br /&gt;As the days go on, I'm getting a little more excited about my classes, but I'll never be entirely thrilled. School just doesn't seem right at the moment. Probably because the summer is still trying to live on in the back of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for her to come home so we can throw our highly anticipated "end-of-the-summer fiesta".&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't seem fair, does it?&lt;br /&gt;But nobody can be fully prepared for what life has planned for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/Tanning%209.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/Tanning%209.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nobody.&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace, Liz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_14711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/100_14711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Miss you.&lt;br /&gt;You'll Always be in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Repeat:&lt;br /&gt;Never Knew - The Rocket Summer&lt;br /&gt;Time - Chantal Kreviazuk&lt;br /&gt;Orange Sky - Alexi Murdoch&lt;br /&gt;Swallowed in the Sea - Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;Another Day - Rent&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I'm in Delaware - City &amp;amp; Colour&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I See - KT Tunstall&lt;br /&gt;Flying Home - Chantal Kreviazuk&lt;br /&gt;Who Knew - Pink&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the Memories - Maren Ord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I never believed we'd ever live to see an angel being born and flying home"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/100_0865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks for the memories, hun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-115804601508251853?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/115804601508251853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=115804601508251853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/115804601508251853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/115804601508251853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/09/without-you.html' title='Without You'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-115317382362358293</id><published>2006-07-17T15:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T16:10:18.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My God Guys, We Are SOO Nanaimos!</title><content type='html'>Holy Junk it's been a while!&lt;br /&gt;A LOT has happened since June 26th!&lt;br /&gt;Lets see.... There was James' birthday. That was GOOD times! Especially those hot police men~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_1057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_1057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_1026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_1026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lena's birthday celebrations, which just happened to coincide with Canada Day, &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0983.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0983.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;which resulted in Lena + excessive alcohol, yummy food at the Freehouse, &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_1027.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_1027.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sugi's first porn star (not to mention alcohol), fireworks, Marilyn Monroe moments, &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_1023.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_1023.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lena's attempt at doing the worm on the booze-shellacked dancefloor in her $300 dress at Divas, Lena - one stumble away from being kicked out of divas, and ultimately, a great time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between all of the birthdays and booze, and other such things - like jobs, we still manage to spend the odd afternoon tanning either in Lena's or my backyard or on the little beach we found down by the train bridge, and creative toenail painting has now become everybody's new and sudden obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_1096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_1096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_1288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_1288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_1251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_1251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon was in town a couple times to hang out before him and Jennie move off to Cowtown. We had some good times which included Grainfields, the Nutana Café, and the pink pillow. You all know which pink pillow I'm talking about. Don't pretend you've never found some sort of entertainment with that pink pillow. Liars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_1224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_1224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_1216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_1216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brittany had a nice little Avon party a couple weeks ago. I dragged Lena along with me. It was fun, and we got to mingle and visit and then try lots of random Avon products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**BUY AVON FROM BRITTANY! BECAUSE SHE IS RATE COOL!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_1357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_1357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, We have decided that I am like the old ladie who lives in the shoe, because everybody seems to accumulate in my house.&lt;br /&gt;While my parents are away, everybody moves in. lol Which is why everybody lives in my shoe...&lt;br /&gt;Jamie has been living here for the last week, Lena stays here pretty much every weekend, and Liz, Jennie, and other such friends crash here after the bar some nights, and Brett's still in the basement (in case anyone thought that he randomly disappeared), so sometimes the house is pretty full. But it's all fun times! Our only problem is beds. There are only three, and Lena's goal is to kick someone out of bed every weekend because she refuses the couch. It's a strange little set up, and I'm sure the pixies have something to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_1281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_1281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday I hosted a fun little patio party! It was for Jennie, on a count of her moving to Calgary and all. But I was so excited that it all actually worked out, seeing as no one ever shows up for my parties. It was really fun! We had the BBQ going all night with burgers and hotdogs, awesome patio party music, and Andy even brought over croquet! Thank you everybody, for coming out! I'm sure most of the people who read this were probably there. Maybe we can have another patio party in the coming future! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_1354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_1354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Lena climbed the tree, hid and waited till people said bad things about her to reveal herself, Blues and I found a wounded dragonfly which we put in a nice pail and dubbed Murphy. He only had 3 wings, you see, and could not fly. Guests were invited to give small donations to help Murphy out. Brittany was quite generous and gave him 13 cents, and a chip. Henry donated a nice receipt from the beer he had just recently bought. It went quite well. We were satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of us spent the next day lazing around and tanning in my backyard. It was so nice out. We managed to have some fun with a can of whipped cream and Jennie's new camera. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's pretty much all of the news I have to share...that I can remember anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is having a glorious summer! I am off to go wake Jamie up so we can be retards together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_1351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_1351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I am in love with Lena's hair straightener. She means nothing to me without her hair straighter. That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_1249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_1249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Repeat:&lt;br /&gt;Your Love - Wyclef Jean &amp; Eve&lt;br /&gt;The Kill - 30 Seconds To Mars&lt;br /&gt;The Suffering - Coheed &amp;amp; Cambria&lt;br /&gt;I Can't Get Next To You - The Temptations&lt;br /&gt;Set You Free - The Black Keys&lt;br /&gt;Mambo Le - Elise&lt;br /&gt;Little Bitty Pretty One - Bobby Darin&lt;br /&gt;Cumbia De Los Muertos - Ozomatli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_1336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_1336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-115317382362358293?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/115317382362358293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=115317382362358293' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/115317382362358293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/115317382362358293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-my-god-guys-we-are-soo-nanaimos.html' title='Oh My God Guys, We Are SOO Nanaimos!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-115139233995887116</id><published>2006-06-26T22:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T01:12:29.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Hair Dye, Jazzfest, Tanning Lotion, &amp; Rejection Batman!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's been a crazy-busy couple of weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm STILL out there job hunting. I've been searching like a kid in a Where's Waldo book!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll get lucky this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend Brett and I randomly decided to dye our hair. So now both of us have a nice chunk of Fuchsia hair. It's so hot! And during the process of dying our hair we danced around my house to the Spice Girls and Aqua. It was incredibly awesome! And here are some pictures to prove how much of a dork I am! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0464.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/200/100_0464.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0467.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/200/100_0467.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/200/100_0472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/200/100_0485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've also watched quite a few movies this week... It's what I do at night. I downloaded "The New World". What an amazing movie! I absolutely loved it! I wouldn't recommend it to everyone, but it was great! Plus...Collin Farrell's lookin' pretty good in this one! ~~ haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Saturday Brett, Jamie and I headed off to the Jazzfest freestage. It was a gorgeous day, and we spent the afternoon soakin' up the sun, listening to some awesome music, and taking countless pictures of ourselves! Brett's brother Kalin and his girlfriend joined us after a while, and then the Bews boys' friend from Kindersley and her boyfriend dropped by for a while. It was a great time! We had so much fun relaxing on our little blanket on the grass. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Later that night Brett and I met up with the guys at Divas (Which was FREAKIN' AWESOME!), but first I painted a gargantuan spider on Brett's face. It was so awesome! He got lots of hilarious stares when we were out at the bar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I spent the afternoon at Lena's place with her, Jamie and Liz. We were sun tanning on Lena's trampoline, and it was glorious! I didn't get much of a tan, but at least I didn't burn. We're doing it again tomorrow after I do some more job hunting. BURN, BABY, BURN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Soooo anyway... We've taken roughly 200 or so pictures this week, so I hope you enjoy those which I have posted. If you want to see pretty much all of them go to my MSN Spaces. It's entirely too sad!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Repeat:&lt;br /&gt;The Summer Send Its Love - Sherwood&lt;br /&gt;A Favour House Atlantic - Coheed &amp; Cambria&lt;br /&gt;The Light &amp;amp; The Glass - Coheed &amp; Cambria&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's Free To Wear Sunscreen - Baz Lurman &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;**Quote of the day:  "D-do you guys like T.V.?" -- Lena**&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-115139233995887116?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/115139233995887116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=115139233995887116' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/115139233995887116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/115139233995887116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/06/holy-hair-dye-jazzfest-tanning-lotion.html' title='Holy Hair Dye, Jazzfest, Tanning Lotion, &amp; Rejection Batman!!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-115040588256154744</id><published>2006-06-15T15:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T15:11:22.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RYAN!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/up%20da%20nose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/up%20da%20nose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahahaha    Yeah...that's my brother.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He's 22 today.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He didn't even call me on my birthday, so all he gets is a blog post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-115040588256154744?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/115040588256154744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=115040588256154744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/115040588256154744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/115040588256154744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-birthday-ryan-hahahaha-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-114984249341847517</id><published>2006-06-14T23:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T00:54:00.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are The Happy Boys &amp; Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well well well Mr. Blog. We meet again.&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for neglecting you so, but I seem to have been rather busy running amok with these friends of mine. I have also been desperately trying to find a job...as well as just chillin' around the house with Mr. Blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a rate fun couple of weeks!&lt;br /&gt;Brett and I always manage to find endless ways to entertain ourselves. ...giggle fests in the kitchen at 2am, taking the most random of pictures, watching bizarre web cartoons like salad fingers or the spoilsberry toast boy, awesome music, and then our random movie nights. It's fantastic! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Both Liz and Joyce came home on the 6th. Joyce from Taiwan, where she stayed for roughly a month. And Liz from Vancouver. She was away all year, except for those 2 weeks in January. Awe, I missed you Liz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We've been having a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Brett, Liz, Lena and I spent the whole weekend going out and having fun. Jennie joined us for a while on both Friday and Saturday, that was awesome! And Lena stayed at my place all weekend, which was cool so she could stay out with us all night. But she did hog my bed all weekend and I was deduced to sleeping on the couch. pfft!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We ended up at Divas on Saturday, which has pretty much become my weekly hangout every saturday night. It's so much fun, and everyone was there this week, which was super-magnificent!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Divas is the place to be! Ohhhh Yeeeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So yeah...my ma bought us a bunch of mangos last week, so Brett and I have been consuming them like nobody's business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's been quite a strange theme, actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My buddy James and I planned an entire date around those mangos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The plan was to come over, eat some mangos, play some pool, and watch a weird movie. So on monday, I pick up James, we eat some mangos, then he has a ginormous allergic reaction and can't breath, *omg we killed James!* we rush him to the mediclinic, he's ok *thank god*, then we take him home. Oh and the seatbelt in my car killed him again. It was so sad. I felt so bad!! But it sure did turn into an adventure, I'll give ya that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Poor James!! I hope he never has any days worse than that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anyway, so this week is almost over already! Brett goes back to work tomorrow. He's working at Coles bookstore in Lawson. He's only worked 2 days out of his 2+ weeks of employment...which is causing him to be very poor. So it's a good thing he's going to be working some more. Now all I need is a job...which I have been saying for weeks. It's sad times, no body will hire me. *tear* It makes me sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So anyway, inbetween looking for a job and all that jazz, I'm sure I'll be having lots of fun this week, too. I still havn't seen the Da Vinci Code. Does anybody want to come see it with me sometime this week...PLEEEASE!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Eitherway, it is time that I end this post. There's probably some more junk up in my mind I could bring up...but nothing seems to be jumping out at this very moment, so farewell and goodnight to all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Oh, and Brett's brother is hot. Just thought I would add that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And here are some random pictures taken...during the writing of this post. (It took a few days.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0259.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0259.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Slicin' up some mango. It tastes pretty damn great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0264.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0264.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Brett, trying to take a picture of himself eating some of our delicious, delicious mango.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0269.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0269.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;A bowl of mango. mmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0265.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0265.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;This is Mr. Rotten Treats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0301.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0301.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Brett was trying to make his hair long, like mine. It just looks like he's hiding though. It's cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Lena's workin' the cleave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Sooo hot. Want to touch the hiney!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0381.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0381.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What a sexy bitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0337.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0337.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Liz, getting ready to go out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Workin' the cleave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/100_0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/100_0338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hahaha   We showed Brett how to have a booty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That's all for now...there are pleanty more pictures, however I do not feel like waiting up all night to add them to this post just so y'all can see how pathetic we are!  hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;On Repeat:&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Jones - Aqua&lt;br /&gt;Happy Boys &amp;amp; Girls - Aqua&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Me - Sarah Slean&lt;br /&gt;The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything - Relient K&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-114984249341847517?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/114984249341847517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=114984249341847517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114984249341847517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114984249341847517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/06/we-are-happy-boys-girls.html' title='We Are The Happy Boys &amp; Girls'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-115024700214405526</id><published>2006-06-14T22:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T23:02:14.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogthings &amp; All The Jazz</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So, I finally gave into the whole "lets do all of the blogthings quizzes in the world" idea. Some where fun, some were incredibly pathetic, some were downright pointless, and some made absolutely no sense at all... but it all kept me entertained.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Luck Quotient: 89%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howluckyareyouquiz/luck-5.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have an extremely high luck quotient.Not only do you consider yourself lucky, probably everyone you know does too.But you're smart enough to know that you've mostly made your own luck.By being positive, open, and flexible, a lot of luck has come your way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Lucky Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saweet Deal! And I totally just won hat from an Alexander Keith's Beer!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Hair Should Be Pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourfunkyinnerhaircolorquiz/pink.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hyper, insane, and a boatload of fun. You're a traveling party that everyone loves to follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourfunkyinnerhaircolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha That's so awesome. Lets dye my hair pink!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Lucky Underwear Is Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourluckyunderwearquiz/red.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're confident and bold, and your lucky red underwear will only make you more sure of yourself. You have a great zest for life, and you tend to take on impossible goals - and succeed.&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to love, it's hard for you to take the time to open up. You're too busy conquering the world. So if you're looking for a little more romance, put on your red underpants, and see where their passion takes you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Color Is Your Lucky Underwear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmm, I'm not sure I own any red unerwear... The majority of mine are green.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Power Color Is Magenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/magenta.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;You energize yourself with your happy-go-lucky attitude, and push others to suceed. At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;You feel frustrated and a little overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;You are suprised by who you attract. You're a love magnet.&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;Open and free spirited, people want to explore the world with you.&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;"What is my next source of inspiration?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magenta is now my next source of inspiration. ...hmm I guess my eternal question has been answered. For now anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Brain's Pattern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/8.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have a dreamy mind, full of fancy and fantasy. You have the ability to stay forever entertained with your thoughts. People may say you're hard to read, but that's because you're so internally focused. But when you do share what you're thinking, people are impressed by your imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Pattern Is Your Brain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha Pretty much. So basically my brain is made up of random shiney bubbles floating around aimlessly. Sweeet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Personality Profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e1e1e1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/blue.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are dependable, popular, and observant. You are definitely one of the most free spirited people around.&lt;br /&gt;You are unique, creative, and expressive. You don't mind waving your freak flag every once and a while. And lucky for you, most people find your weird ways charming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yah, wow. Just pick a picture and it knows who you are. And yes, I am a freak. I will not deny that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Have a Phlegmatic Temperament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/phlegmatic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mild mannered and laid back, you take life at a slow pace. You are very consistent - both in emotions and actions. You tend to absorb set backs easily. You are cool and collected.&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult to offend you. You can remain composed and unemotional. You are a great friend and lover. You don't demand much of others. While you are quiet, you have a subtle wit that your friends know well.&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are lazy and unwilling to work at anything. You often get stuck in a rut, without aspirations or dreams. You can get too dependent on others, setting yourself up for abandonment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Temperment Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's just a nice way of saying I'm overall apathetic ... but it's pretty spot on. So I won't complain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Are a Strawberry Daiquiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatmixeddrinkareyouquiz/strawberry-daiquiri.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're a fun, playful drinker who loves to party. You may get totally wasted, but you're always a happy drunk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Mixed Drink Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha Wee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Theme Song is Soak Up The Sun by Sheryl Crow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourthemesongquiz/soak-up-the-sun.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"I've got no one to blame &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For every time I feel lame I'm looking up"&lt;br /&gt;You're laid back, optimistic, and very together. Like the sun, people feel warm and comfortable around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourthemesongquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Theme Song?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yay, at least I like that song! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Life Path Number is 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/path.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your purpose in life is to express your unique self.&lt;br /&gt;You are a creative and artistic person with an interesting view on life. Witty and outgoing, you enjoy sharing your crazy ideas with anyone who will listen. A total social butterfly, you're the life of any party.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you inspire and enchant your partner. You are often an object of fantasy and desire.&lt;br /&gt;While you are very talented, you sometimes lack the ambition to put your talents in play. And while your wit carries you a long way, you occasionally use it to mask your true feelings. Your natural abilities can bring you all the success in the world ... if you let them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Is Your Life Path Number?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The number 3, you say. I quite enjoy that number. That sounds splendid.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-115024700214405526?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/115024700214405526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=115024700214405526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/115024700214405526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/115024700214405526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/06/blogthings-all-jazz.html' title='Blogthings &amp; All The Jazz'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-114910194754664227</id><published>2006-06-08T23:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T02:43:25.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is R8 Randumb &amp; Pointlus LOL    (a little inside...I know)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Here! Have a random "What Chantal's Birthday Means" post!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which reminds me.. I finally found another human being with the same birthday as me...who isn't Drew Barrymore. Yah, my friend Josh's friend. Her name is Jill, and it's cool cause we also have the same shirt. Therefore...we kick ass! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e6e6fa;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: February 22&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You tend to be understated and under appreciated. You have a hidden force to do amazing things, doing them your own way. People may see you as strange and shy, but they know little. Your unconventional ways have more power than they (and even you) know.&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Standing up for what you know is true&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You tend to be picky and rigid&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Yellow&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Circle&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-114910194754664227?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/114910194754664227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=114910194754664227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114910194754664227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114910194754664227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-is-r8-randumb-pointlus-lol-little.html' title='This Is R8 Randumb &amp; Pointlus LOL    (a little inside...I know)'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-114872232097997742</id><published>2006-05-26T14:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T03:32:01.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M ALIVE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wooooo!  How busy have I been!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So last wednesday (which was roughly the 17th I think)  Brett moved in to my brother's old bedroom.  He still hasn't unpacked most of his stuff.  Apparently there's a dead horse in there... ô_Ò&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hahaha  (a little inside, I know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So yeah, we've been out and about, running around everywhere, visiting with random people, both looking for jobs and all that halabaloo.  Actually I think Brett got a job. 2 jobs, infact.  pfft.  You're making me look bad in front of my parents, boy!!  Stop that!  haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Either way, it's been a fun week.  My parents were off to Grande Prairie to visit my brother for the long weekend, and Mr. Bews and I had a good time here - visiting, dancing, looking for work, sleeping, playing xbox....all that jazz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Also, my dad brought &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; computer back from my brother's for me...although it took a bribe to get it back.  haha   ... apparently all that complaining &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;can &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;get me somewhere! hahaha  beat that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So now I have my good computer back, and I am happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;huzzah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So there you have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A brand spankin' new post, straight from me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm sure that excites you all profusely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's not much, but really...does anyone want to here my day by day play by plays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Didn't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well, I am off to watch some Jake Gyllenhaal movies with Brett.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;He makes us happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ciao my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;On Repeat...because these two women &lt;em&gt;kick ASS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sampson - Regina Spektor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Better - Regina Spektor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Speeding Cars - Imogen Heap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hallelujah - Imogen Heap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-114872232097997742?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/114872232097997742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=114872232097997742' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114872232097997742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114872232097997742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-alive_26.html' title='I&apos;M ALIVE!!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-114775182277292584</id><published>2006-05-15T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:08:26.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weekend Worthy of a Post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Holy Junk, did I ever have a great weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Relaxing, job hunting, dancing, a bachelor party, and a big mother's day supper....they all made for a glorious few days! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Saturday was the best part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lena showed up later in the day, and we went for a drive and picked up her cousin and Jamie and proceeded to finish cleaning the shop all together. hahaha We were all dressed to the nines and vacuuming, sweeping and mopping! It was so great! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Eventually, Jamie, Lena and I all headed to the Pat and had one of the best nights ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;See, it was Jamie's first experience in a club, so she was a little nervous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/P4120032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/200/P4120032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;« That's Jamie, Stealing the pink egg. She's so sneaky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;haha And a friend of her boyfriend is getting married, so they were throwing him a bachelor party, which ended up at the Pat. So with a big group of drunk boys (some of which I knew), Jamie and Lena....let's just say the night was one for the memory books! It was so much fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I wonder if that will ever happen again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Here's for hopin'! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;On Mother's Day my parents and I headed out to the farm...or at least my uncles place, seeing as no one actually lives on the farm which I am usually referring to anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But one of my cousins, Duncan, was there from Red Deer, so it was awesome to see him.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That's Duncan. He's Tall. Too Tall...&amp;shy;»&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/Mr.%20I"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/200/Mr.%20I%27m%20Too%20Tall.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;that's&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And then I got to visit with some of my aunts and uncles, and my grandma, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It was a nice time, and an awesome dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I also aquired one of the most retarded sunburns ever! I absolutely love it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;See, I was wearing a tank top that is somewhat oddly cut, and a necklace with a big flower on it. So my whole front and right side is super bright red, and to top it off... there's a huge white blotch right smack dab in the center of my chest! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I looks great!&lt;br /&gt;The funniest part about it, though, is that I don't even think I was sitting outside for a whole hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I think the sun is out to get me. :Þ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To top off my great weekend, I had a ...shall we say... fairly good conversation with my brother on the phone. haha no it was a good time. My parents are going out to Grande Prairie to visit him this weekend. I'm staying home. I'd like to visit him, but I had previous plans (girls weekend!! ...which includes boys), and also BRETT'S MOVING IN! sometime at the end of this week!! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm hella excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's going to be a grand summer! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Alright, well I am off to watch 3 very much anticipated hours of Grey's Anatomy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Ciao gente bella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;On Repeat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Black Horse &amp;amp; The Cherry Tree - KT Tunstall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hands Open - Snow Patrol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Leave Me Alone - Pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;On The Radio - Regina Spektor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-114775182277292584?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/114775182277292584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=114775182277292584' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114775182277292584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114775182277292584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/05/weekend-worthy-of-post.html' title='A Weekend Worthy of a Post!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-114740938193001492</id><published>2006-05-11T16:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T22:52:21.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random    Thing...that's entirely too long.</title><content type='html'>I totally stole...or, sorry, "snagged" this from &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cute-az-can-be.livejournal.com"&gt;Jess&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun because I was bored....Ô_ò&lt;br /&gt;Okay I lied.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't fun.&lt;br /&gt;But I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. DO YOU SNORE? I betcha I do sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;2. ARE YOU A LOVER OR A FIGHTER? Well...love &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a battlfield.&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT'S YOUR WORST FEAR? those damn chain mail forwards that tell me to send it to 67 people and if i don't i will die a painful death in exactly 34 hours and 7 seconds, but if I do I will recieve a phone call from my crush in the next 4 - 16 years. those give me the heeby jeebies. ...other than that I'm really not sure. I've been trying to figure that one out for a while now...&lt;br /&gt;4. AS A KID, WERE YOU A LEGO MANIAC? Of course I was. We had lego wars and everything. But I was actually more into playmobile. That stuff is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF "REALITY" TV? I think most of them need some reality checks, because most of the situations they go through aren't even real. Most should be taken off the air. A few can stay on for my entertainment. A couple can lunge themselves off of a cliff, aaaaand...yeah. Yeah that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;6. DO YOU CHEW ON YOUR STRAWS? Not as much as Lena does...she tortures those poor things.&lt;br /&gt;8. IS THE SINGLE LIFE FOR YOU? Only when I'm single.&lt;br /&gt;9. WHAT COLOR IS YOUR KEYBOARD? Depends what colour of paint or pastel happens to be on my fingers... Right now there's some blue and green all over it. But it is usually that normal off-white-and-such keyboard colour.&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU SING IN THE SHOWER? Always.&lt;br /&gt;11. HAVE YOU EVER BUNGEE JUMPED? No.&lt;br /&gt;12. ANY SECRET TALENTS? hmmm...define "talent"....&lt;br /&gt;13. WHATS YOUR IDEAL VACATION SPOT? My cabin. Which is currently undergoing what I shall call the equivalent of a sex change... My parents are turning it into their home. Go Retirement!&lt;br /&gt;14. IS JAY LENO FUNNY? Here and there. I'd say he's more funny to look at.&lt;br /&gt;15. CAN YOU SWIM? 'course I can swim. I am a pisces!&lt;br /&gt;16. HAVE YOU SEEN THE MOVIE "DONNIE DARKO"? haha oh Frank the demonic rabbit. What a mad world.&lt;br /&gt;17. DO YOU CARE ABOUT THE OZONE? sure. I'm a caring person. why not.&lt;br /&gt;18. HOW MANY LICKS DOES IT TAKE TO GET TO THE CENTER OF A TOOTSIE ROLL POP? Dammit! I forgot to count again.&lt;br /&gt;19. CAN YOU SING THE ALPHABET BACKWARDS? no. I probably could, but I don't feel like trying. What a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;20. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON AN AIRPLANE? multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;21. DO YOU HAVE YOUNGER SIBLINGS? no.&lt;br /&gt;22. DO YOU PREFER ELECTRIC OR MANUAL PENCIL SHARPENERS? electric for pencil crayons. for drawing pencils, manual. otherwise i use the clicky kind.&lt;br /&gt;23. WHAT'S YOUR STAND ON HUNTING? meh unless you're a poacher, I could care less.&lt;br /&gt;24. IS MARRIAGE IN YOUR FUTURE? I'm planning on it someday.&lt;br /&gt;25. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? I don't really handwrite. I kind of print like a 7 year old. But I like it.&lt;br /&gt;26. WHAT ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO? As far as I know, nothing....but I have a hunch that I have become allergic to my cat.&lt;br /&gt;27. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU SAID? hahaha haha ha actually it was "Mama sais they's my magic shoes. Mama said they'd take me anywhere. 'Course Mama used to beat me with a rubber hose and call me a retard."&lt;br /&gt;28. TUPAC IS STILL ALIVE RIGHT? no, dammit!&lt;br /&gt;29. DO YOU CRY AT WEDDINGS? no.&lt;br /&gt;30. HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR EGGS? real eggy like. and usually sunny side up. Real sunny!&lt;br /&gt;31. ARE BLONDES DUMB? 9 times out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;32. WHERE DOES THE OTHER SOCK END UP? on my other foot. either that or on jamie's foot. she likes to steal my socks.&lt;br /&gt;33. WHAT TIME IS IT? 5:02&lt;br /&gt;34. DO YOU HAVE A NICKNAME? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;35. IS MCDONALD'S DISGUSTING? And how! But I eat it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;36. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WERE IN A CAR? 'Bout an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;37. Do YOU PREFER BATHS OR SHOWERS? Shower.&lt;br /&gt;39. DO YOU LIKE TO HAVE YOUR NECK KISSED? Who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;40. ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK? no, but I always loved that show. until i grew up and realised it was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;41. WHAT ARE YOU ADDICTED TO? Grapefruit, bright colours, makeup, purses, Joshua Radin, rain drops, etc.&lt;br /&gt;42. CRUNCHY OR CREAMY PEANUT BUTTER? neither. I'm not a fan.&lt;br /&gt;43. CAN YOU CRACK YOUR NECK? If it happens to crack.&lt;br /&gt;44. HAVE YOU EVER RIDDEN IN AN AMBULANCE? no.&lt;br /&gt;45. HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU BRUSHED YOUR TEETH TODAY? twice.&lt;br /&gt;46. IS DRUG FREE THE WAY TO BE? Yeah, but you don't have to be so gay about it.&lt;br /&gt;47. ARE YOU A HEAVY SLEEPER? yes.&lt;br /&gt;48. WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES? blue, but it varies.&lt;br /&gt;49. HOW LOUD DO YOU SNEEZE? mmm...it's up there.&lt;br /&gt;50. DO YOU LIKE YOUR LIFE? Do I ever!! Yes. Yes I do.&lt;br /&gt;51. WHO'S BETTER: STONE COLD OR THE ROCK? The Rock, because he was in a movie with Jonny Knoxville. And Jonny Knoxville is cool.&lt;br /&gt;52. ARE YOU PSYCHIC? only when I actually know what's gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;53. HAVE YOU READ "CATCHER IN THE RYE"? I may have.&lt;br /&gt;54. DO YOU PLAY ANY INSTRUMENTS? yes. But I'm not gonna tell you which because you never asked.&lt;br /&gt;55. DO YOU SNOWBOARD? I've tried it. Didn't really work.&lt;br /&gt;57. HAVE YOU BEEN CAMPING? 'Course. I love camping.&lt;br /&gt;58. DO YOU SNORT WHEN YOU LAUGH? no.&lt;br /&gt;59. DO YOU BELIEVE IN FATE? here and there.&lt;br /&gt;60. ARE DOGS A MAN'S BEST FRIEND? They sure seem to like me!&lt;br /&gt;61. DO YOU BELIEVE IN DIVORCE? Got no reason no to.&lt;br /&gt;62. CAN YOU DO THE MOONWALK? I wish!!&lt;br /&gt;63. DO YOU MAKE A LOT OF MISTAKES? Every day.&lt;br /&gt;64. IS IT COLD OUTSIDE TODAY? no. It's nice. I enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;65. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? A carmel turnover from Timmy's. Lena served me. It was fantastic&lt;br /&gt;66. WHAT DO YOU SMELL RIGHT NOW? Lavender&lt;br /&gt;67. THIS IS NOT THE QUESTION THAT YOU ARE LOOKING FOR. You got that right!&lt;br /&gt;68. WHAT'S THE MOST ANNOYING TV COMMERCIAL? those damn "hands in your pocket" commercials.&lt;br /&gt;69. DO YOU SHOP AT AMERICAN EAGLE? not really.&lt;br /&gt;70. FAVORITE SONG AT THE MOMENT? Fear You Won't Fall - Joshua Radin&lt;br /&gt;72. FAVORITE TV SHOW AT THE MOMENT? Way too many.&lt;br /&gt;73. EVER CURSE AT YOUR PARENTS? haha ohhh yeah. I'm a bad child.&lt;br /&gt;74. WORST PUNISHMENT YOUR PARENTS GAVE YOU? hmm. I don't even know. I havn't really been punished since I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;75. BIGGEST TURN ON? hmm there's a few.&lt;br /&gt;76. BIGGEST TURN OFF? there's more than a few. - insecurity, no self-esteem, all that jazz included.&lt;br /&gt;77. MOVE ALONG, NOTHING TO SEE HERE. CARRY ON, PLEASE. ...What are you trying to hide?&lt;br /&gt;78. FAVORITE OLD NICKELODEON SHOW? Rocko's Modern Life. That was a nickelodeon show, right?&lt;br /&gt;79. DO YOU ANSWER BLOCKED/RESTRICTED CALLS? Yeah, why wouldn't I? Especially since most of the people who call me are assholes and don't have outgoing caller ID.&lt;br /&gt;80. LAST CONCERT? I can't remember...I've seen a billion "shows" and "performances" but concert ...either Our Lady Peace, or Sum41, or I don't know. Something.&lt;br /&gt;81. LAST KISS? Hah yeah, that was a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;82. LAST SONG HEARD? For the Windows in Paradise - Sufjan Stevens&lt;br /&gt;84. LAST PERSON YOU FOUGHT WITH? One of my parents I think.&lt;br /&gt;85. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? Waiting... Absolutely no story or plot line. But it was freakin' hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;86. LAST PLACE YOU EVER WANT TO GO? P.A. It stinks there. haha no. I don't know. Shit Creek?&lt;br /&gt;87. LAST THING YOU SAID? "It's so angry!"&lt;br /&gt;88. LAST TIME TAKEN ANY DRUG? last night, tylenol.&lt;br /&gt;89. LAST THING YOU READ? book, the Da Vinci Code, other junk...I read a blurb on the back of a movie case..."..a dazzling daredevil ride..."&lt;br /&gt;90. WHO DO YOU LOVE RIGHT NOW? mahself.&lt;br /&gt;91. WHO DO YOU HATE RIGHT NOW? not mahself.&lt;br /&gt;93. NO QUESTION FOR YOU! YOU GO NOW! YOU BEEN HERE FOUR HOUR! you suck.&lt;br /&gt;94. GO ON, GET! I'M ANNOYED! and you should be.&lt;br /&gt;95. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST REGRET? don't have any.&lt;br /&gt;96. WHAT SHOULD YOU BE DOING NOW? a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;97. QUESTION? WHAT, ARE YOU KIDDING ME? no.&lt;br /&gt;98. WHAT TIME IS IT? 5:37pm&lt;br /&gt;99. WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND RIGHT NOW? Whatever happened to that Vironica Mars show?&lt;br /&gt;100. WHAT IS LOVE IN ONE WORD TO YOU? Amore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm there were 6 questions missing. I'd make up my own, but then I'd have to call myself a loser. Just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed that, because I sure did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-114740938193001492?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/114740938193001492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=114740938193001492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114740938193001492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114740938193001492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/05/random-thingthats-entirely-too-long.html' title='Random    Thing...that&apos;s entirely too long.'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-114715586428017791</id><published>2006-05-08T23:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T00:24:24.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Precious! You Can't Have It!</title><content type='html'>Hmm...it's been a while blogman. It's been a while indeed.&lt;br /&gt;But not to worry! Other than the purchase of some pretty clothes and a couple hot nights out, I havn't been up to anything that will amaze - let alone interest - anyone. Not that pretty clothes and my nights out hold much interest for any of you...but even so...I shall press on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did read the Da Vinci Code, however, and I enjoyed it. It proved interesting. And now I know what the hell everyone in the world is talking about! muahahahaaa&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't wait for the movie. Whose coming with me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/Jess%20at%20Timmy"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/200/Jess%20at%20Timmy%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh! It was Jess' 20th on Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HOT STUFF!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Here's where yall wish her a happy birthday...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But since she had the unfortunate responsibily of a little thing you people call "work"(who works on their birthday? tsk tsk), I shall take her out for a scrumtrillescent lunch on Wednesday. Huzzah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had a really fun weekend. Part outages, part relaxaging, part other junk. It was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch and shopping with Mike, as well as my neverending dashboard messages written in the dust in his car...which are layered on top of many others ("Mike is saxah. Lick me now")...always turns out to be a glorious time. haha  Also, the fun martinis at the 2nd Ave Grill, paired with Mike's new catch phrase,"Whateva! I do what I want!", created an enjoyable evening of visiting, conversation of Henry going bald, and something about a rats scrotum?&lt;br /&gt;It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Diva's, with Mike and friend James (who I absolutely adore!), was also a blast. I thoroughly enjoyed myself.&lt;br /&gt;Aaaand I finally got some Mike in my life!  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeee! I am so excited... Brett is coming "home", as in here...in my house, in roughly a week or so!!&lt;br /&gt;haha looks like my art stuff will have to find another place to live for the summer. I better get cleaning out the guest room.&lt;br /&gt;And Liz is coming home in about 4 weeks! All my friends are coming home! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;...not that the people who are already here aren't my friends...no...they are. Not to worry my fiends. ...I mean friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am off to persue an unfinished pastel drawing.&lt;br /&gt;Have a fabulous week everyone! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Repeat:&lt;br /&gt;I Dare You - Shinedown&lt;br /&gt;Fear You Won't Fall - Joshua Radin&lt;br /&gt;Single - Natasha Bedingfield&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere Warm - Kate Havnevik&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-114715586428017791?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/114715586428017791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=114715586428017791' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114715586428017791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114715586428017791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-my-precious-you-cant-have-it.html' title='It&apos;s My Precious! You Can&apos;t Have It!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-114626502369195522</id><published>2006-04-28T16:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T16:58:34.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Flavour Fits You?</title><content type='html'>Good God! Even They know that I am having a love affair with grapefruits! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50669/tests/flavorfits/index.jsp?testname=flavorfitsogt&amp;resultid=C" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="115" alt="Take this test at Tickle" src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50669/http://i.emode.com/tests/flavorfits/images/grapefruit_s.gif" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flavor is Groovy Grapefruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a laidback style and anything-goes outlook, your groove is mellow yellow. People enjoy hanging out with you for your calming vibe and unique perspective on life. That's probably because you aren't one to let everyday stress get you down. In fact, your pals would say they've rarely seen your feathers ruffled. But as much as you enjoy the company of your compadres, you're just as happy to spend time solo. Why follow the crowd when you can chill down your own path?&lt;br /&gt;Chances are, traditional success has never been a huge priority for you. With your groovy outlook, we'd guess you're more interested in the journey than the destination. This type of thoughtfulness extends beyond your inner circle to the world at large. Whether lending a helping hand to others or getting the word out about social causes, your caring nature is punctuated with a zing that never fails to get people's attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50670/tests/flavorfits/index.jsp?testname=flavorfitsogt&amp;amp;resultid=C" target="_blank"&gt;What Flavor Fits You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought to you by &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50671/" target="_blank"&gt;Tickle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-114626502369195522?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/114626502369195522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=114626502369195522' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114626502369195522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114626502369195522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-flavour-fits-you.html' title='What Flavour Fits You?'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-114594700655777648</id><published>2006-04-24T23:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T01:11:00.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Place To Find Yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/Bews.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/200/Bews.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRETT**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(look, it's gray!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; :Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot! Did I ever have a great weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;And I really needed it!&lt;br /&gt;After writing a HORRIBLE philosophy final on friday (which is fine by me because it's not the end of the world), I took myself shopping, and then went out for some drinks and dancing with the girls! The girls being Lena, Jennie, and her friend Kerry. We had a great time...especially when we got to watch those 2 gawky asian boys break out some moves on the dance floor. What a show!! ha ha ha hahahhaa ha. They made my night twice as good as it already was!&lt;br /&gt;After the dancing, I got home and watched Elizabethtown, which is now my new favorite movie. It was great!&lt;br /&gt;I havn't seen a movie like that in ages - and it's not great just because of the actors, or the crazy effects, or the blah blah blah that most movies are these days. It just had a really good story, feeling, and message. And the soundtrack is also amazing!&lt;br /&gt;I recommend it to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie and I went shopping at Value Village on Saturday. I always love the Value Village adventures. They are always so much fun. And when they are with Jamie - oh boy! Double the fun!! Even if we couldn't find that other cowboy boot... Then we came home and ate grilled cheese sandwiches and pickles. And how!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/P4240079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/200/P4240079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night was spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;I went to a "Fiesta" (which wasn't much of a fiesta) at Lena's friend's place.&lt;br /&gt;It may not have been as fiesta-y as planned but I had a great time, there were hot boys, we went bar hopping, aaaaand....well, if you really want to hear about the rest of it, ask Lena...because I don't want to embarass her.&lt;br /&gt;Though, I'm not sure she really remembers much of what happened... poor girl.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I really wasn't home that much this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;But that's okay, because it was super fun.&lt;br /&gt;Whoo! I am so excited that I am done finals.&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to find a job, but first I shall take a break, because no way am I jumping straight from school and then right into work without having some reckless fun first! muahahaaa&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want to join me for some of that fun this week? Gimme shout on the cell! We'll have some good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Repeat:&lt;br /&gt;Same In Any Language - I Nine&lt;br /&gt;The Long Ride Home - Patty Griffin&lt;br /&gt;Learning To Fly - Tom Petty&lt;br /&gt;Hard Times - Eastmountainsouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Always make time to dance alone with one hand waving free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-114594700655777648?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/114594700655777648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=114594700655777648' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114594700655777648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114594700655777648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/04/best-place-to-find-yourself.html' title='The Best Place To Find Yourself'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-114509744169263073</id><published>2006-04-15T04:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T04:37:21.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret of Life is in Art</title><content type='html'>I just created a new blog for posting my artwork.  &lt;a href="http://chantaltuttroenart.blogspot.com"&gt;http://chantaltuttroenart.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to make myself a webpage, but that's just too much work I didn't want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-114509744169263073?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/114509744169263073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=114509744169263073' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114509744169263073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114509744169263073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/04/secret-of-life-is-in-art.html' title='The Secret of Life is in Art'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-114505947136422727</id><published>2006-04-14T17:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T18:27:38.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish in the Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/Fish%20in%20the%20Rain,%20Part%201.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/Fish%20in%20the%20Rain%2C%20Part%201.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the products of my final project for my painting class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were super fun to do! ...I am in love with colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I would share them. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[All are Acryilic &amp; Gel Medium on Mayfair Cover Paper, and roughly 20x26 inches]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/Fish%20in%20the%20Rain,%20Part%202.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/Fish%20in%20the%20Rain%2C%20Part%202.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/Fish%20in%20the%20Rain,%20Part%203.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/Fish%20in%20the%20Rain%2C%20Part%203.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-114505947136422727?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/114505947136422727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=114505947136422727' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114505947136422727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114505947136422727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/04/fish-in-rain.html' title='Fish in the Rain'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-114505791128702145</id><published>2006-04-14T17:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T17:41:47.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M FREE!!!   Well, Sort Of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/P4120046.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/P4120046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow! I love spring! Or at least warm and sunny weather. It's so damn gorgeous out! Who wants to come play outside with me? Any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm halfway through finals, I only had 2... So my last is on the 21st (phil). Which is why I refuse to study until later :D&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;I hate philosophy&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;My first, which was on the 10th, was Art History. It went damn good, lets just hope my prof agrees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am basically just chillaxin' at home, the fam is at the lake for the long weekend, HUZZAH!&lt;br /&gt;AND I get to clean the shop again this weekend, which equals lots of cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off to go judge Lena - because she killed a skunk.&lt;br /&gt;(I know it was an accident...chill!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao i miei amici!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs of Right Now:&lt;br /&gt;Big Yellow Taxi - Counting Crows, feat Vanessa Carlton&lt;br /&gt;Victory - The Weekend&lt;br /&gt;We Used to be Friends - The Dandy Worhols&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Hedley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-114505791128702145?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/114505791128702145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=114505791128702145' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114505791128702145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114505791128702145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-free-well-sort-of.html' title='I&apos;M FREE!!!   Well, Sort Of...'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-114453427637268255</id><published>2006-04-07T15:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T23:48:37.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S OVER!!!!  *YAY*  ...except finals  ó_ò</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/Miss%20Joyce.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/Miss%20Joyce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; First point of buisness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOYCE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[..that's joyce ---&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BIG sigh of relief* What a crazy week!!&lt;br /&gt;I know everybody has been going through insane projects and term papers....I Hear Ya!!!&lt;br /&gt;This last week I had a big...really big... term paper due for philosophy, and also my year-end painting project (which consisted of 3 paintings).&lt;br /&gt;I worked on my paintings on and off for a couple weeks prior to when they were due, but as the date come closer it was almost non-stop, 24/7. Stupid Chantal and her stupid details.&lt;br /&gt;So there I was, FIANLLY finished my painitngs! And then I realized, "HOLY JUNK! I've gotta start on this 12 page term paper for philosophy that I underdstand absotively nothing about!!"&lt;br /&gt;I had done some of the readings assigned for this, but that does not mean I had any clue what they meant.&lt;br /&gt;So there I was, with two days to read 100 pages of philosophy bullshit, write, and make sense of this ass of a paper, get my printer working, and hand it in on time!&lt;br /&gt;Let me assure you, the paper made absolutely no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part, was that I didn't actually sleep for roughly 3 days, so by the end I was ready to pass out. I could barely keep my eyes open while typing up my paper, and then having to sit through that class while the prof was giving us pointless notes, (it was the last class! wtf, mates? we don't need no more stinking notes!) that was torture. I kept myself awake and occupied by doodling pictures on a random piece of paper, which ended up being my birthday card for Joyce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my plan for that afternoon was to go home and sleep, but instead i ended up hanging out in the help center, eating half-assed cherry cheese cake, made by Jennie. (I still love you. ...A for effort!) and then I went out for lunch with Mike. Which was grand. Buffet style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So by the time I got home it was 3. I conked out on my bed, and did not wake up until 2am, at which point I was really confused. haha Then I fell asleep again until 9am this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Huzzah for 18 hours of sleep!!! That was the most exciting part of my week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story is: screw philosophy... worst.  subject.  ever!&lt;br /&gt;At least I had fun doing my paintings! ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'll post pictures of them eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am on to studying for my finals, which I am not too insanely worried about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer! Here I Come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;On Repeat:&lt;br /&gt;Orange Sky - Alexi Murdoch&lt;br /&gt;Innocent Journey - Sonichrome&lt;br /&gt;Theme from Braveheart. heck...the whole soundtrack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-114453427637268255?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/114453427637268255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=114453427637268255' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114453427637268255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114453427637268255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-over-yay-except-finals.html' title='IT&apos;S OVER!!!!  *YAY*  ...except finals  ó_ò'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-114292750816244911</id><published>2006-03-20T14:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T03:54:55.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I Guess It's Just The Way It's Gotta Be...can't expect the world to stop, turn, and listen to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So this has been one of the weirdest months of my life. Weird for good reasons and bad. The bad reasons are pretty much all my fault..or at least partially. And thank you to those who have made this last while turn out to be great. It has helped a lot.&lt;br /&gt;So...From the starting point of about mid-February up until now...and probably still continuing, my relationships, my school work, and my mind have been a mess. In some areas they're falling apart completely, in others - flourishing and great.&lt;br /&gt;ARG!&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending a lot of time with people who I havn't seen in forever and normally don't see much. Which is so awesome! I'm enjoying the whole keeping-in-touch thing. But on the other hand, I havn't had much communication with some of my closest friends...for various rediculous reasons. And that's killing me!&lt;br /&gt;Most of it is so childish and pathetic. Random arguments and disagreements - both parties at fault. And I'm so damn stubborn...which really doesn't help! So basically everybody's got that whole "I'm right and that's the end of it!" state of mind, which obviously doesn't work for anyone, and things are just blah. Oh yeeeah...and all of those "exciting bithday plans" which I have neglected to speak of...mmhmm, lets just say Chantal was not a very happy girl for a while. (and not just because of the birthday incidences...which I know I blew out of proportion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just so many things that are twisted right now, and it is definitely not even close to ideal, but what can I do? (besides trying not to be so pig-headed and stubborn...Ó_ò)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the whole school work thing...&lt;br /&gt;I'm aware that I've only got 3 classes, but I've really been ignoring philosophy and art history. It's common knowledge that I perfer my painting class out of all three, but lately I havn't even been trying with the others. Painting, though, there are times when I'm not motivated to do it at all, but I still love the class. It's just the take-home assignments. But lately that's all I've been doing...drawing and painting. Which is what I wish I could [be motivated to] do all the time! Screw everything else! (If only life could be so simple!)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...there is more to that, but I won't bore my "faithful" readers with my school complaints. It's almost over anyway. And when it is, life shall be brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;And I cannot wait to spend the summer with some certain friends who have been gone for far too long. You know who you are......Brett and Liz. HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, things are just starting to go back to normal - or as "normal" as they can be for now, and that's probably more than I can ask for from some people. I'm starting to get back on track...or as back on track as I want to be, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Now I've just got to prepare for finals. Hoorah!&lt;br /&gt;I just know this will be fantasticly fun! ha ha hahaha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely unrelated note: St. Patrick's Day was fun...for me anyway. I hope everyone else who was here for the festivities enjoyed themselves as I did. Here are some pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/P3170093.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/P3170098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/P3170099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another completely unrelated note: Since when was it my job, and my job alone, to keep in touch and make everything happen?? If you're upset with me for not calling you in a while or not "making an effort", here's a clue!! I have a phone number, too! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;USE IT!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have an address where you may find a house which will usually be occupied by me. Surprise visits are always welcome.&lt;br /&gt;Stop getting upset with me when you're the one who is taking my enthusiasm for granted. If I get busy and tied down with school or work or something akin to both, please! forgive me for "not making an effort to be your friend!" But I certainly don't see you trying very hard. *note: this is only directed to certain people...they know who they are. others, do not worry if you havn't had this discussion with me before...because I know that at least one of you will worry...captain paranoid*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo here is where I sign off...&lt;br /&gt;This week feels like it's going to be good. I'm excited!&lt;br /&gt;AND it's the first day of Spring!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oooh and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday on Thursday, Amanda!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On Repeat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Way (Radio Song) - Dana Glover {listen to it!!}&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-114292750816244911?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/114292750816244911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=114292750816244911' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114292750816244911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114292750816244911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/03/well-i-guess-its-just-way-its-gotta.html' title='Well I Guess It&apos;s Just The Way It&apos;s Gotta Be...can&apos;t expect the world to stop, turn, and listen to me.'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-114194023811628443</id><published>2006-03-09T15:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T15:45:37.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Can't Be Happening...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hide &amp; Seek - Imogen Heap&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where are we? What the hell is going on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The dust has only just begun to fall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spin me round again and rub my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This can't be happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When busy streets a mess with people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would stop to hold their heads heavy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hide and seek. Trains and sewing machines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All those years, they were here first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oily marks appear on walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where pleasure moments hung before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hide and seek. Trains and sewing machines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Oh, you won't catch me around here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blood and tears, they were here first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm, what you say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That you only meant well? Well, of course you did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm, what you say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That it's all for the best? Ah, off course it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm, what you say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That it’s just what we need? And you decided this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm what you say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What did she say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't care a bit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-114194023811628443?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/114194023811628443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=114194023811628443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114194023811628443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114194023811628443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-cant-be-happening.html' title='This Can&apos;t Be Happening...'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-114171924237911004</id><published>2006-03-07T00:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T02:35:25.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearts, Stars, &amp; Rainbows!  Snow Can Kiss My Ass!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/Jen%20&amp;%20Jon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/Jen%20%26%20Jon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JENNIE!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo! We Are &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;20&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;So exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hey! What's with all this snow? It's completely ruining my social life!&lt;br /&gt;Whoa whoa whoa!! Back it up! Did I just say social life?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wow! I think I really am being affected by this crazy snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, it seems that every time I make some solid plans to go out and live it up a little, something happens, and it's usually snow to blame. (usually) Though the snow sure didn't stop me that one night last week when I went hot tubbing with Jamie. That was a steamy night! ;)&lt;br /&gt;But when the snow gets in my way, I'm not a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;Then I cry into the night, "CURSES! Foiled Again!", and with a swish of my cape I am back inside, with a warm blanket, on my couch, wallowing in self pitty, with my pancakes and margaritas, and countless chick flicks...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what a sad story.&lt;br /&gt;But don't cry too many tears! I'm usually having a blast by myself. (In a really deranged and pathetic way.)&lt;br /&gt;Then again...sometimes I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;Chantal is lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Will you be my friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And How! So I got RENT on dvd for my birthday and I totally spent all weekend watching it, and all of the special features...which were basically deleted musical numbers/scenes, and a really good documentary on Jonathon Larson's life. (writer/composer of rent) I just can't get enough of it! Good thing I already got the soundtrack for Christmas! That comes in real handy. haha ohhh musicals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! I've been working a lot with my mom lately, helping her with her merchandising. Hurrah for setting up Loreal and Mabelline walls, and free makeup and products! SCORE!! It keeps me busy and makes me money...and keeps me from sleeping enough, but that's okay. I mostly do that to myself anyway. It's not like I have too much to stay awake for during the week anyway. And I can't believe there's only a month left of classes! I guess I've got a lot of random assignments piling up! I better get crackin'!&lt;br /&gt;And it looks like I've been offered the cleaning job at my dad's shop afterall, but I'll be sharing it with two other employees' kids. I don't know how it's gonna work out yet, but it'll most likely be something like one month on, 2 off or maybe it'll go in weeks. It's basically just a job to get me some extra, easy cash..cause it pays a lot. Muahaha. ha.&lt;br /&gt;But I will have to start looking for a summer job soon. My money seems to be disappearing rather quickly lately... It's starting to frighten me! Ó_ò&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! Well that's all I got for now!&lt;br /&gt;Have a marvellous week all! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And damn the snow! Damn it to snow hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Repeat: For The Windows In Paradise - Sufjan Stevens&lt;br /&gt;Flint (For the Unemployed &amp; Underpaid) - Sufjan Stevens&lt;br /&gt;Tears &amp;amp; Rain - James Blunt&lt;br /&gt;And the entire 2 cd soundtrack of RENT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GASP* I just realized Erika is 20 now, too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERIKA!!! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the club!!&lt;br /&gt;Scott, you're next!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I miss my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-114171924237911004?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/114171924237911004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=114171924237911004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114171924237911004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114171924237911004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/03/hearts-stars-rainbows-snow-can-kiss-my.html' title='Hearts, Stars, &amp; Rainbows!  Snow Can Kiss My Ass!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-114063734052001540</id><published>2006-02-22T13:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T13:42:20.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy 20th Birthday, Me!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/whacky087.1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;*YAY* (I enjoy being a geek) &lt;(^_^&lt;) (&gt;^_^)&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can't wait to have some fun!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/200/drunksing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And Thanks for all the birthday text messages and such, guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-114063734052001540?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/114063734052001540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=114063734052001540' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114063734052001540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114063734052001540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-20th-birthday-me-yay-i-enjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-114046275485088650</id><published>2006-02-20T11:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T23:12:28.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chantal is Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/Beat%20That!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/Beat%20That%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *AHHH! I'm turning 20 in 2 days!!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why everybody needs to come to the Fox &amp; Hounds on Wednesday night, 7 o'clock. Bring me hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would go out and have some fun at the Overdrive or something, but I really shouldn't miss anymore philosophy...which is the class I'd probably miss on Thursday if I stay out all night. And then there's the fact that everybody else has school, too. See! I'm thinking about everyone here!&lt;br /&gt;The real fun is reserved for the weekend, when the partying continues!&lt;br /&gt;I've been stuck in my house with nothing to do for far too long, I need to get out...and if I don't get to, someone's not going to be a very happy girl. ...Mainly me.&lt;br /&gt;So that means yall have to come out on Friday, or Saturday, or both. Where? Not a clue... yet. We'll figure that out.&lt;br /&gt;But seeing as fridays usually have us ending up at the Scuz...that is probably where we'll end up.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's, however, usually have me sitting at home cursing whichever asshat foiled me again. So I'm not sure where to even go on a saturday..help me out people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's been a while since my last post. It's been a while indeed. Though that is pretty much on a count of not too many interesting events have taken place recently...at least none that are enticing enough to share.&lt;br /&gt;This past week was break. Didn't do a whole hell of a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I went out with Lena, and Lena's cousin, and Lena's brother to play pool. It was a fun night. I sucked at pool. We all sucked at pool. It was rediculous. I need to clean my pool table off more often and play at home, instead of wasting money on pool and booze.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Alli (Waskesiu friend) and her new baby on Sunday. She was in town from Birch Hills for the day, so that was Exciting! Her baby is a cutie!&lt;br /&gt;I spent a couple days with Kelli - another Waskesiu friend. We went for lunch, saw a movie, and the like. It was cool. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/Ooops.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/200/Ooops.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met with Jennie at the Fox and Hounds on wednesday. No body ever comes with us...we feel like rejects! And it doesn't help that they are extremely stingy on the grenadine with our shirly temples. Then again, it doesn't help that we order shirly temples. ô_ò That's usually Jennie's doing anyway. You won't catch me drinkin' any shirly temple! with no grenadine! hmmff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much the only incidences where I left my house.&lt;br /&gt;Oooh and I sprained my wrist on Thursday night...&lt;br /&gt;...by leaning on it the wrong way while getting up from a chair... yeah! I know! Pathetic! ha&lt;br /&gt;So I was in pain all night - thought it was broken - went to the medi clininc in the morning - discovered I pulled some of them teeny muscles in the wrist - doc subscribed a tensor and some advil - all better :D&lt;br /&gt;For the most part, anyway. It doesn't hurt much any more...uness I bend it in some crazy way, or if I wack it on the counter...which I have done countless times now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Yup, not really looking forward to going back to school... Then again, I'm barely there anyway, and I am much too bored and lazy when I'm at home. Curses! Foiled again!&lt;br /&gt;School it is! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious note, It has come to my attention that I am not a very good sister.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I already knew that. I'm a horrible sister.&lt;br /&gt;I upset my brother and Amanda, I don't blame them! I was harsh. I need to find something else to take my anger out on, instead of undeserving people.&lt;br /&gt;If you are still willingly reading this and not stabbing a voodoo doll - which looks a lot like me - in the wrist with a pin, I am so sorry you guys had to see that. I'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;It'll never happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I'm done! :D&lt;br /&gt;Have a grrreat day all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frota la loción en su piel, o bien consigue la manguera otra vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Repeat:&lt;br /&gt;Honey and the Moon - Joseph Arthur&lt;br /&gt;Bridging the Gap - Nas&lt;br /&gt;Different Stars - Trespassers William&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EDIT*  Tannis' 20th is on the 21st!  We must have a grand party!&lt;br /&gt;So come to the Fox and Hound for Tannis, too!  And then on the weekend we shall have a spectacular bash!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-114046275485088650?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/114046275485088650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=114046275485088650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114046275485088650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/114046275485088650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/02/chantal-is-old.html' title='Chantal is Old!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-113894215282123788</id><published>2006-02-02T22:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T22:27:35.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Update on Chantal's Oh so Gloriously Entertaining Life :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, what an odd couple of weeks, I've had...&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's February already, and I'm going to be 20 in 20 days! That's so insane!&lt;br /&gt;And midterms are already here! AH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I better get reading...&lt;br /&gt;Time sure flies like an arrow! Although, fruit flies like a banana.&lt;br /&gt;Mmhmm, it's definitely true! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/These%20Eyes.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/These%20Eyes.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(That's me! õ_ò) ^ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So yeah...I don't even remember half of what's happened in these past few weeks. It's been one extreme or the other...I'm either busy working my ass off with something, or I'm sitting on my ass doing nothing! haha And it's weird because I havn't really seen any of my friends. Yeah, I've gone out a few times and there have been the select few who I see on a regular basis - mainly because of our weekly drink/lunch dates haha, but anyone else...I havn't seen in weeks. Maybe some of us just needed a break. And then there's the fact that I've been running into a bunch of random people everywhere who I havn't seen in months or years, even - Also crazy!! But it's cool. I hate not keeping in touch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Soooo...School is going grand, for the most part. Art history is same old, though I am bored in this class compared to the last one - it feels like is it basically a normal history class - I miss the paintings. - And the prof is getting lazy and bitchy, too. grrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Philosophy...hmm how am I doing in that class? Good question. I have absolutely no clue, but I'm pretty sure it's not the best. It is finally getting more interesting, though - We're finally done with Plato (and that took over 4 months, which is entirely too long) and on to some other philosophers. It still will never be my favorite class. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's what my painting class is for! It's still as fun as ever, and we are moving on to more independent studies, which is really cool. Me made masks yesterday in that class - yeah those nasty feeling white things that I havn't made since probably the 7th or 8th grade haha. But it was fun. We made then se we could paint them. Not paint ON them, but paint a picture of them...yeah odd.. Either way, laughs were had, and jokes were made. It was a grand old time! (especially since one girl got the mask stuck on her face and spent quite some time trying to remove it. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I spent part of this week working the textbooks at Marion Graham again. Hurrah for minimum wage! ^_^ It was so weird being back at Graham though! All off the teachers are new, and they are all really young. Plus it just seems so damn small now! And so many of the students know me. It was creepy. And we're talking about kids in grade 9 through 11. I know a lot of the kids in grade 12 know who I am, but anyone elseis just kind of creepy. haha Oh and btw, Ms. Korven is no longer teaching at Graham...not a clue why, and no clue if she's going to teach anywhere else...but I'm assuming that she could no longer handle the stress that is being a highschool choir teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yeah! Jennie, Lena, and myself have been enjoying a weekly drink night at the Fox &amp; Hounds every Wednesday. Yes...it is drinks, shirly temples, food...who knows haha And everybody should come. Even YOU! So that's 7pm Wednesday nights. (It may however be changed to Tuesdays...again. If that happens - which it probably will - I'll let you know!) And last week we even ran into Andy! Oh how I miss that kid. He hasn't changed one bit! There's no body else who can disgust a room full of people quite like Andy can! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On to an unrelated topic...CHANTAL HAS A NEW COMPUTER!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;(^.^&lt;)*HAPPY DANCE*(&gt;^.^)&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha it's not a brand new computer...so don't go calling me a bitch just yet. It's just my pa's old comp from the shop - seeing as they bought him a new one - so it's not that wonderful. But it is a hell of a lot better than the one I was using. It's still old and has shitty windows 98, but at least it works.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm still pretty choked that my brother refuses to give me back the computer that is rightfully mine...and a lot better and more useful, but whatever. Let him be t&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/Ryan%20-%20Goof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/200/Ryan%20-%20Goof.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he ass hat that he his. He wants me to go live out in Grande Prairie with them this summer and get a job out there. I could make good money - hell I could work at KFC and make $10 an hour.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Ryan's working at Boston Pizza and making $12. But I think I'd rather stay in the city for at least one summer of my life. haha Especially since I have never done that before. Who knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aaanyway! I should be off. I bought a pineapple and I feel like eating some of it. I know...I'm a nut. Ô_ò&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I shall catch you all - yes ALL of you - at a later date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;On Repeat: Scratch - Kendall Payne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Check On It - Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6633ff;"&gt;In Your Eyes - Aaron somebody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-113894215282123788?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/113894215282123788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=113894215282123788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/113894215282123788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/113894215282123788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/02/random-update-on-chantals-oh-so.html' title='Random Update on Chantal&apos;s Oh so Gloriously Entertaining Life :D'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-113788438355242199</id><published>2006-01-21T16:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T22:28:17.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MR. BLOG HAS NOT BEEN FORGOTTEN!    ...Only neglected!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/PC250058.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/200/PC250058.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoot! How rare! It's been a month since my last post!&lt;br /&gt;That's exciting....Ô_ò&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are some details from my last month(ish): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas was great. Quiet up at the lake - especially without my brother...again, but it was nice..plus I got seasons 1 and 2 of &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/PC250069.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the OC, sonaturally I spent most of my time watching that. :D My parents are doing renovations at the cabin and we have a new kitchen already. It's glorious. Next is the upstairs. I can't&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/PC250069.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/PC250069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wait! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;...Isn't this a wonderful picture of myself? *cough* *cough*...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Years was fun...and a nice change. Alanna was at the lake, and we kind of took over the dance at the hall. We had a pretty good time. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Liz was here for about a week after Christmas. That was the best ever! I missed her so much - I hadn't seen her in more than 6 months - and we had a ton of fun! ...Except when someone smashed in a window in her mom's car and stole her purse the last night she was there. It did, however, make for quite an interesting weekend. ;) Miss you Liz!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As soon as that awesome week was over I was loaded down with homework, papers, and this and that...it was a mess and I have been EXTREMELY busy! But the bulk of that is over now. *Does happy dance*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;School seems to be going great. I did pretty well in my classes last term - though I still have no clue how I am doing in Philosophy 110. But I was really satisfied with my marks in my other classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright...So other than all of that, there really aren't any majo&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/Kitty.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/200/Kitty.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r points to share.&lt;br /&gt;Hurrah for SUCH an interesting life! haha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And this is my kitty....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll update soon...probably ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On Repeat: Skin - Rascal Flatts, Child Psychology - Black Box Recorder, &amp; Summertime - Nina Simone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oooh! Here are some before and after pictures of our new kitchen at the lake for anybody who cares! And for those of you who have been there....YES! The spiral staircase is comin' down!!! Muahahaha I cannot wait! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(It was a bedroom and two closets, you see.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/PB130023.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="275" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/PB130023.0.jpg" width="372" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 351px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" height="286" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/400/PC250003.0.jpg" width="374" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yay for brand new kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;...That looks almost identical to the one we have at home.... ô_Ô&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-113788438355242199?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/113788438355242199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=113788438355242199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/113788438355242199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/113788438355242199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2006/01/mr-blog-has-not-been-forgotten-only.html' title='MR. BLOG HAS NOT BEEN FORGOTTEN!    ...Only neglected!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-113530682942464316</id><published>2005-12-22T20:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T03:07:39.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chantal's Top Fives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/hand18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/hand18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Here is a list of my Top Fives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; ...Random, I know! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But, remember, there's only 20 here...&lt;br /&gt;this is only my basic list of Top Fives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ooh...and I may not have a chance to post anything new while I'm up at he cabin, so this will have to tide you over. ;) pfft like you guys pay attention anyway :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Here goes!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Top five: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Board Games: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Candyland &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. Scene It! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Full House &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. The Hamburger Game &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. Trivial Persuit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Experiences:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;5. Canoe Club trip in grade 9.&lt;br /&gt;4. Taking a year off to do absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;3. 12th Birthday in Disney World&lt;br /&gt;2. Working in Waskesiu &lt;em&gt;(I didn't say it had to be particularly Good experiences) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. Trip to Ottowa in grade 12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guilty Pleasures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;5. Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;4. Choclate Fondue&lt;br /&gt;3. Spending summers at my cabin to relax instead of working.&lt;br /&gt;2. Splurging on myself everytime I go shopping for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;1. Grapefruit Pop &amp; Ice Cream Floats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alcoholic Beverages:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Blue Lagoon&lt;br /&gt;4. Caesar&lt;br /&gt;3. Margarita&lt;br /&gt;2. Piña Colada&lt;br /&gt;1. Pornstar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fruits:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Strawberry&lt;br /&gt;4. Mango&lt;br /&gt;3. Grapes&lt;br /&gt;2. Pomegranite&lt;br /&gt;1. Grapefruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flavours:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;5. Pineapple&lt;br /&gt;4. Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;3. Coconut&lt;br /&gt;2. Lime&lt;br /&gt;1. Grapefruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candidates to Sit Down and Have Lunch With &lt;em&gt;(Living or Dead)&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Salivador Dali &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. Vincent Van Gogh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Mya Angelou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. William Blake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. Johnny Depp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Artists: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Vincent Van Gogh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. Frederick Church &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Rene Magritte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. Lawren Harris &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. Salivador Dali &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paintings:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Sierra Nevadas - Albert Bierstadt&lt;br /&gt;4. The Great Wave - Katsushika Hokusai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Time Transfixed - Rene Magritte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. The Vision of Hell - Salivador Dali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. North Shore, Lake Superior - Lawren Harris &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Comedians: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Dane Cook &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. Dana Carvey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Chevy Chase &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. Robin Williams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. Will Farrell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Animated Disney Movies:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Robin Hood&lt;br /&gt;4. Peter Pan&lt;br /&gt;3. Aladdin&lt;br /&gt;2. Pocahontas&lt;br /&gt;1. The Lion King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Actors:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Russell Crowe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. Pauly Shore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Ryan Reynolds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. John Cusack &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. Johnny Depp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Actresses:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Sandra Bullock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. Julianne Moore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Judi Dench &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. Joan Cusack &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. Nichole Kidman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movies:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Stigmata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. The Secret Garden &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Finding Neverland &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. Harry Potter Series &lt;em&gt;(counts as 1)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. Pirates of the Caribbean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Movie Musicals: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Chicago &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. Moulin Rouge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. RENT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. Newsies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. Phantom of the Opera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Movie Soundtracks: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Moulin Rouge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. Garden State &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Braveheart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. RENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. Phantom of the Opera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Groups:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Hedley &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. Death Cab for Cutie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Our Lady Peace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. Coldplay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. The Who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Musical Artists:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Erin McKeown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. Jeff Buckley &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Chantal Kreviazuk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. Martina McBride &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. Alison Krauss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Albums:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Grace - Jeff Buckley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. Tommy - The Who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Transatlanticism - Death Cab for Cutie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. Happiness Is Not A Fish That You Can Catch - Our Lady Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. X &amp; Y - Coldplay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Songs &lt;em&gt;(at this very moment)&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. You You You You You - The 6ths &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. Let Go - Frou Frou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Us - Regina Spektor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. Goodnight and Go - Imogen Heap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. Landlocked Blues - Bright Eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Number one. With a bullet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That's it for now! I'm off to Karen's Birthday Pub Crawl/Walk on Broadway! *YAY* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Marry Christmas &amp;amp; Happy Holidays Everyone!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/hand15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/hand15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-113530682942464316?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/113530682942464316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=113530682942464316' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/113530682942464316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/113530682942464316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2005/12/chantals-top-fives_22.html' title='Chantal&apos;s Top Fives'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-113471850057463973</id><published>2005-12-16T01:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T02:44:04.313-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And I'm FREE!!    Free At Last!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{*NOTE* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The first half of this blog was written on the night of Thursday, Dec. 16}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No more studying.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No mare late buses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No more exams.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND Christmas is here! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*JOY*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahhh Freedom!&lt;/strong&gt; ....at least until January happens.&lt;br /&gt;(It also helped that I had an awesome conversation with the guy I've had my eye on all term, who just happens to be in half of my classes! ^.^ ) ...Oh how I loved today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning with a smile on my face, did some extra studying, and off to my last exam I went.&lt;br /&gt;It was great!&lt;br /&gt;My final went almost too smoothly, and I finished early...for once in my life! hehe&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the bus, I ran into said hot boy above, and then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;Upon ariving home, I got a phone call from Jennie, and off we went to go see the new Harry Potter! (And OH how I did enjoy it!)&lt;br /&gt;ooh, and the OC kicked ass, once again!&lt;br /&gt;It was fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;This day rocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow will be spectacular, on a count of....I GET TO SLEEP IN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*GLEE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thoroughly excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! Part Two of todays blog! ô_ò&lt;br /&gt;..for some reason I started this 4 days ago and never got around to finishing it.&lt;br /&gt;So, here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday came, and I did get to sleep in...and it was spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;However, after the great moment of waking up after a nice loooong sleep, I ran into the dilemma of having nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;So, I came up with random things to occupy myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrapped some presents, I made some presents, I went shopping, I called some people to see if they wanted to plan something for the night, and/or weekend. (I was SOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I ran out of things to occupy myself with, then my parents took off to the cabin, so I was left to turn to playing pointless games on the computer, and watching horrible TV movies. *hurrah* ó_ò&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was another glorious day of sleeping in, but after that the day continued much the same as the previous. Except I went shopping all afternoon in the nasty, angry-paranoid-shopper filled mall. It was a frightening experience, I'll tell you what, but I did manage to get all of my Christmas shopping done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my weekend was basically spent watching an excess of junk on TV&lt;br /&gt;(Gotta stop doing that so much), which leads me to today, Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright; I did some things for my mom and ran a bunch of errands for her, then we went out for supper with some family friends. It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAREN!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;I hope it was terrific!&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for your birthday pub crawl/walk on Thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's also my last night in town before we head up to the cabin. I'll be there until the 2nd, I do believe, so I'm trying to pack in as much fun as possible with everyone....which is proving to be rather a hard task.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is so busy right now...except for me! hmm I wonder how that works? haha&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of upsetting, when I really think about it, but I'll get over it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, however, I shall go.&lt;br /&gt;My warm bed awaits....especially since it is so damn cold in this basement all the time! Brrr!&lt;br /&gt;Farewell to you all, and to all a good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Feliz Navidad a usted mis amigos que nunca llamen, y tiene por favor un paseo alegre en la rueda de los feris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On Repeat:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Landlocked Blues - Bright Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Say Goodnight and Go - Imogen Heap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Us - Regina Spektor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-113471850057463973?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/113471850057463973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=113471850057463973' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/113471850057463973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/113471850057463973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2005/12/and-im-free-free-at-last.html' title='And I&apos;m FREE!!    Free At Last!!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-113428274713013184</id><published>2005-12-10T23:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T22:30:09.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Fondu!  And Nobody to Share It With!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/1600/Fuck%20You!.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4453/1827/320/Fuck%20You%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Hmmm An entire week of studying! And I am wiped! I still have a few days left to go! hmm I don't think I have ever studied this much in my life! All times combined, even! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've still got both of my finals to write on Wednesday and Thursday, and after that...I'M FREE!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Plus most of my Christmas shopping is done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(For once!) So that's exciting. Especially since I have been splurging on myself, too! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But all of this studying doesn't mean that I havn't been having fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Like tonight for instant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am TOTALLY enjoying some delectable, delightful, and FANTASTIC chocolate fondu right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And why am I having chocolate fondu, might you ask? Well...the answer is simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Because I can! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am alone, though, cause no one would come over and share it with me. But that's quite alright, because ALL THE MORE FOR ME! heeheehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am kind of lonely though. My parents went to the lake on thursday morning, and they aren't coming home until monday sometime. So I've only really had communication with my cat. Unless you count the fact that I went to the mall today...which was rough. I hate the mall this close to Christmas. People are rude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But it has been really nice to have the house to myself for a while so I can concentrate on studying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;AND it's been SO beautiful out. I didn't even have to bother shoveling the driveway like my parents asked of me...all of the snow melted! YESSSSSS hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;oh wow, what a nut I am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anyway! So it looks like I am going to be spending Christmas up at the lake afterall! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We aren't goiong out to Grande Prairie - Amanda has to work Chritsmas Day and Boxing Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I was actually looking quite forward to seeing my brother.  Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But yeah...lake for Christmas... I don't know. I used to love it, but that was when Ryan was there, and all my friends were at their cabins, too. Those days no longer exist, and it would be nice to spend Christmas with other family...like cousins we never see. But for some reason we aren't. Hurrah... yay... yeeeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh well. My parents are happiest when they are at the lake. It is becoming their home afterall. Let them be happy! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ooooo! And I found out that when they move up to the cabin in about a year and a half, they aren't going to sell the house right away and I get live here until they decide it's necessary! BOOYah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Roomates, anyone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm so excited! ......but only when you don't include all of the upkeep of the house haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;those things are not my forté...unless you only mean cleaning ...then yep that's what I'm best at! haha But mowing the lawn and all those fun things....no way! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Either way...it's gonna be nice! REAL nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Alrighty, well! I shall continue in my quest with the chocolate fondu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's been fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Farwell! Farwell, my friends! Until we meet again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Il vostro mom gode un partito, con una mucca calda dal lato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;CHOCOLATE FONDU! HERE I COME!! (...again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;On Repeat: It's Beginning To Snow - RENT or any Christmas music for that matter!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-113428274713013184?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/113428274713013184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=113428274713013184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/113428274713013184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/113428274713013184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2005/12/chocolate-fondu-and-nobody-to-share-it.html' title='Chocolate Fondu!  And Nobody to Share It With!!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-113354724773066135</id><published>2005-12-02T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T22:32:24.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy No-Time-For-Anything Batman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So, it's been a while my friends...It's been a while indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;While I have been dreaming of typing up a new post for the past 2 weeks, sadly I have not been able to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As you may or may not have figured out, I have had absolutely no time for anything...Other than school of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;If you have had the unfortunate experience of not figuring that out, congratulations. Would you like a small parade or a cookie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Now I can't even remember the majority of events that took place since the last post...not that any of them are important anyway...or that you'd want to hear about my Ever so interesting life ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I think it was on the 23rd, Mike and I went to see RENT. Oh how I enjoyed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I can't wait to see it again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;On Saturday (I believe that was the 26th) I had the adverse obligation of going down to Regina with the University Chorus to perform with the Regina choir...and sit with a rather large amount of old people on a bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Luckily I had Joyce and Brittany with me. We ate, drank, watched a movie on a 1.5 x 2 inch screen, and were merry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When I got home from Regina it was about 10-10:30. I sat around my house contemplating putting up my Christmas tree. Do it now...or tomorrow? Well I eventually decided on "Now"...but by that time it was almost 2am...I did it anyway. Hurray for dancing around to Christmas music and setting up my tree till 4 in the morning. I thoroughly enjoyed myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Since Regina I havn't really left my house, except for school. Oh...and that one night I went for McDonals. Mmmm delicious death!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And on Wednesday Carly and I ended up at Giant Tiger after class... There, we found ever so many things to make fun of. And purses...Oh purses galore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Calry also bought some chocolates. We decided to eat some on the way home, and discovered that they looked like nipples. It was quite a discovery if I don't say so myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I had a midterm project due on Wednesday for my Painting class. It was a fun project...I got to make a small world with random objects, paint it all white, then paint the small world from 2 different angels. Wee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I was pleased with how they turned out. And I was especially happy that my prof thought they were "beautiful" *YAY* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And it was rather odd that more than half of my painting class didn't have them done..and even more people didn't understand the project at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Points for Chantal for having common sense! *YESSSS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Other than that there have been a few other random things due and I've had to partake in some Philosophy and Art History adventures....but there was nothing that excited me as much as painting. heee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today, I am writing an in class essay for English. It should be fun, no sarcasm intended! Mainly because my prof gave us our essay questions on monday, and she's letting us bring notes in without checking anything, so anyone could write up their essay at home and bring it in and write it up again during the class ha ha hahaha ha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...not that I am going to do that...no...I am not that cheap! (But I am on special this week.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I love this prof....she's so crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I also find it rather hilarious that she never exactly taught us really well on this topic either...and no body understands it fully...or they do actually understand, but are thinking too critically for how simple and easy it actually is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh the metrics of poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Muahahahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anyway, time to go dress for success, buy bus tickets, and write an essay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Adiós mis amigos, y por favor, se sienten libres comer una salmuera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Song of the Day:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Sunshowers - M.I.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh...and Lena got a tattoo...that is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-113354724773066135?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/113354724773066135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=113354724773066135' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/113354724773066135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/113354724773066135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2005/12/holy-no-time-for-anything-batman.html' title='Holy No-Time-For-Anything Batman!'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-113160639843888431</id><published>2005-11-10T01:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T22:37:59.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Charmed Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;So, last Friday didn't quite work out as planned. It was kind of a mess, and I was put into a real bad mood, but I didn't let the fact that one of my best friends forgot about me (again) ruin my night. (So much for my "no complaining" and "life is great" moments...all of that came crashing down as soon as I posted that last post Ò_ó)&lt;br /&gt;To sum it up I drove to the Scuz by myself, cause everyone was already there, and I stood in line alone for about an hour, then got to stay in the bar for approximately another hour.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I wasn't completely alone, though. Robin Cook and April Stiger were in line right beside me, and we caught up a bit. I havn't had any civilized conversation with them since elementary school...seeing as in highschool nobody talked to old friends, it just wasn't accepted. haha&lt;br /&gt;But we were all pretty close friends back when we were kids, so it was nice to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of that weekend was spent staying in, studying for an Art Hist test and watching a bunch of chick flicks in my pjs...which put me back into a great mood.&lt;br /&gt;The best was Uptown Girls. It's a cute movie, and it was fun, so naturally, as soon as it was over I just had to go download the entire soundtrack cause it's full of fun, feel good music....even that song about sheets made of Eqyptian cotton....yes.&lt;br /&gt;Best song, which has become my theme song: Charmed Life - Leigh Nash (of Sixpence None the Richer) It's just so gosh darn happy!&lt;br /&gt;Also, Chantal Kreviazuk - Time. I love that song!&lt;br /&gt;...I always forget about her, but I love her music so much. Wonder why that is? I think I need to buy some of her albums. With what money you may ask? Well...with the money that you will all give me, because that's just what's fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I studied my ass off for my Art History test I don't think I did very well. Some of the questions involved things that weren't anywhere in my notes...so either I'm a horrible note taker, or we didn't go over those things with as much importance...or she didn't talk about them at all. Either way, I have a feeling it's not going to be as good a mark as my last test. But oh well, I need to even out the balance and do bad somewhere! :Þ hahaha yah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that school this week's been pretty basic so far, and it's a short week *YAY*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;We did a 3½ hour long critique in my painting class today...why does there have to be almost 30 people in my class? My ass was so sore from sitting on one of those stools for the entire duration...and each person had 5 to 7 pieces to "critique". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;I think I'm doing pretty well in painting, though. My prof has never complained about my work...then again he hasn't really had many negative comments for anyone's work... here and there I guess, but for the most part, he says I'm doing great. Which makes me super happy! *does happy dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a dentist appointment today, just thought I'd share...it went rather well, nothing needed fixin' (for once).&lt;br /&gt;Chantal 1; Teeth 0.&lt;br /&gt;I own you, teeth! I own you good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all I do is go to my class tomorrow (philosophy), and then wait for my weekend to begin! Hells yes! And this time I do not care what I do or what happens. I'm just in need of a weekend....a long one...and no parents...for 3 days...&lt;br /&gt;Cause that's the way I like it. Thank you Ben Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after sleeping pretty much all evening...I think it's time to stay up some more and finish Kevin's tattoo design.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, stay fit and have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the Day: Song For No One -- Ian Broudie&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: "Matt Damon!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-113160639843888431?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/113160639843888431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=113160639843888431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/113160639843888431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/113160639843888431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-charmed-life.html' title='It&apos;s a Charmed Life'/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18623989.post-113106986282657313</id><published>2005-11-03T19:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T18:50:20.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHANTAL HAS A NEW BLOG!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;That's right, all...I got tired of my Greatest Journal junk, and moved over to blogger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;It's more fun this way, you have to understand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;So hang up your coats, pull up a chair, and make yourselves comfortable - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;It's bloggin' time!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18623989-113106986282657313?l=shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/feeds/113106986282657313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18623989&amp;postID=113106986282657313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/113106986282657313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18623989/posts/default/113106986282657313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shameaboutraisins.blogspot.com/2005/11/chantal-has-new-blog-thats-right-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Chananigans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17824968671505898290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_egE5w16Jc8c/SHDziSuEsxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71eT3viqRiA/S220/2008_0608june70090small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
